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