For Now, I Would Rather Dream

You looked at me
and the room disappeared.

For one breath
there was only the distance
between us,

and all the things
that distance could mean.

It felt like falling
and finding warmth
at the same time.

Like stepping off a cliff
with a fire waiting below.

I wanted you closer.

I wanted to know.

But I was afraid
of what knowing might take from me.

So I stayed there,
somewhere between
the falling
and the warmth,

watching you leave.