I haven't seen you

Argh! my neck hurts 
with the long staring 

at the sky

but I haven't seen it, all 

is still, apart 

from the twinkling stars

like eyes, blinking 

planets, in the 

dark and the white 

aura they spread along 

with the half moon

hanging alone in the sky

like a lonely blob 

on a black granite floor

strewn with milk. 

But I haven't seen you, 

yet. I wait.

I rub my eyes, longing to see

you, unaware of it

agape, my mouth

until the yawn hurt

my thought 

procedure of your rescue 

from the black hole and the

gravity of it. The love

we share through 

the time, the distance,

the difference, to save you from

it all and to see

but I haven't seen

you, Love. 

I wait.