We are
anchored
by different
gravities
seperated
we stand,
unstable
and
unable
to meet
in the
middle
I am drawn
towards
the sky,
you are
grounded
I will sit
on the roof
and talk to you
But..
If you will fly
then I
will fall
for you
and erase
impossible,
a word
we once believed
will you
meet me,
and live life
in anti-gravity?