I love my space
So I keep my distance
Like stars above
I am strictly meant
To be marveled
Never to be touched
Keep your hands
To yourself
Don't try and reach
Leaping is fruitless
I meditate
Among darkness
But I am
Exceptionally bright
If you dare come close
I will undoubtedly blind you
Like boarded windows
No sight for the soul
No scythe
For those who reap
I am cold
But like a comet
I'll eventually fall
Slipping downward
Into the void
WEEP
Such lost of power
A magnificent plight
But until then
I will pocket my distance
And know full well
Never to trade
This place
For anything
Below