Here was neither us nor we
Only in theory;
Sporadic streaks across the sky
Perhaps it was best, in retrospect
You and I never met
A physical clash never written in our stars.
Perhaps it had happened before,
though you laughed when I said:
“Worlds away” but I never meant distance so much as substance,
My only hope is what I believe you deserve: your surname is well worn&
whisked lovingly as the hand on the face that’s Not and never could be mine.