If I stood on top
Some polar planet
And looked for you
Among the traffic
Of meteor showers
And beyond that I'd see
Only vast empty space
Don't worry cause
I've not yet laid us down
For then I'd know for sure
You're just somewhere in
Illusive Earth
Perhaps sitting inside
Some cliché cafe
Stirring, brewing up
A Mocha galaxy
On your creamy latte
Listening to
Treasure Planet Soundtracks
Like that one entitled
"I'm Still Here"
But if ever you just
Suddenly get up
And leave an empty spot
In that tiny world
Inside me
Temporarily
Asking for space
In between
When there's enough around
And more above
Then I might begin
To wonder
Where at this moment
In this infinite
Zero-gravity
Could you possibly
Be drifting now