Boarding Pass

You fill me with wonder,

and I file through security.

I am holding my breath...

and a boarding pass,

regretting every step I take.

My ticket scanned.

My belt is buckled,

and I feel my emotions swell

stuck between two strangers

in this

stale

air.

I feel so tiny

up above you.


I am heading east

as the sun moves west,

to color this distance

that seperates us.

Again.

We are descending  from these clouds

and I feel torn in two.

Now my body is in New Jersey,

but my heart is still

with you.