DISTANCE

Sweet moon,

I wish you could come

A little bit closer.

Make my tide

Go wild

Let me peer

Into your craters.

But too much closer

And I might get thrown off balance,

I might spew forth lava

And boil away this healing water.

Too much closer and I might no longer

Be the thing you once admired.

But even worse for you

If you get too close,

Dear moon,

I might tear you apart.

Leave you floating around me in pieces.

A cloak of rocks to serve as a warning

For others- don’t get too close.