Space

In time we traveled

Back

To when people used to write love letters

And wait hours for trains to steal them from the pain of settling

To when romance touched the tips of people's souls on lonely dark nights

To when shooting stars were signs of hope in the aching corners of cities

 

 

 

In space we traveled

Up

To where we could no more smell

The scent of people's sorrow

To where stars became neighbours

And the moon was the hopeless lover

To where we couldn't hear the screams of the insane

 

 

 

In love we traveled

And in love

We traveled

In all directions