National Poetry Writing Month: Day 20 – Space

The glass
Framed your face
Like a polaroid
Pinned to my mind
And through hours of
Awake and sleep
It never slipped away.

Handprints stamped
The window pane
As proof to my
Eyes and mouth
That you once existed
And disappeared like
Morning frost.

Distant hand waves
Swoop
In front of our faces,
But my mind
Might as well have
Imagined them
Because I could never
Be so lucky.

We are as far away
As a spaceship window
And the yellow glow
Of a nook,
Glancing upward
At midnight
And wondering where you are.

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