The ground we stand on
And the sky above us,
We are between tangible and intangible.
Touch is an easy task,
But can I reach into the depths of your heart
Or is it out of reach like the sky?
I look up and I see how wonderous it is
How wonderful would it be
To reach your heart.
As I extend my hand, I feel nothing but air,
The space between your heart and mine
If I can build a rocket ship,
Put forth my time and effort
Give it love and patience,
Then maybe..
I’ll finally reach you
You’ll finally reach me.
We will neither be on the ground
Nor the sky.
Our love will exist upon which was built.
The Rocket Ship.








