Past

Let the sky become the endless stars,
The sea expand until the ocean roars
With here be dragons. Let the nears be fars,
The fars be nowhere, as horizon soars
Into the infinite, and then beyond.
Let every inch become a country mile
And every foot four furlongs. Let the space
Between each atom in a lattice be
Unbounded by the distance you could trace
In aleph-countable infinity
And still, despite that separation, I'd
Search and find you, to linger by your side.