You rode with me in a spacecraft
and together we flew
to the acme of the universe.
We passed through scintillating stars
and our bodies collided,
sending shivers to my spine.
Through the shooting star I saw
by the ice-glass window of this space vehicle,
I wished this journey wouldn't end.
We landed in the Sea of Tranquility
and hand in hand, we walked the moon.
wandering across the catena of bowl-shaped depressions.
Then we tried to get separated,
playing hide-and-seek
in the macula of the void.
I saw you in the core
twinkling, enveloped by
a corona of light.
Then it was totally dark.
A blackbody devoured all light.
Weightlessness brought me to the blackhole.
I tried to escape
from the possible singularity
of the collapsed core of this massive star.
And I was woken from my dreams
by the cataclysmic explosion
of the bitter truth:
Even with our geodesic distance,
we could be separated in a longer length
by the resolving power of a telescope.
