Poem: 'ALL THE SPACE BETWEEN'

 

ALL THE SPACE BETWEEN/ 

A PART, AND YET APART 

on Mars the trees grow red

and cast a rose glow, 

through Martian twilights 

I feel you squirm inside my mind, 

and know you are close, 

on Mars the grass grows red 

and whispers secrets 

in the thin breeze, 

it tells me you are close, 

on Mars the moons are red 

and cast scarlet shadows that 

hint the contours of your face, 

in silence there is music 

in separation there is touch 

where there is you 

is where I choose to reside 

on Mars the constellations 

flit like fireflies 

to tell me you are here, 

I taste the storms roar in your mouth 

I taste your breath in my nostrils 

the map of your blood is in my veins 

your heartbeat is the pulse 

that moves the stars…