grace gently brushing
across my greasy nose
rosy cheeks so blushing
tingles in the toes
are these just illusions?
are you true light here appearing?
holograph intrusions
blissful engineering
hormones course bloodstreaming
binging on the views
hope pent up and teeming
is that really you?
brain long boiled over
heart’s race won and done
are these fantasies trustworthy?
are you the final sun?
grace strong radiating
across disheartened face
are you an illusion
are you with me here in space?