Poem For Love or Lack Thereof

Look back 

Just who are you?

Because if I held my breath for just a second

Would I somehow be closer to you?

If we look at the sky during the witching hour

On the same day

At the same time

Are we seeing a similar moon?

Do you

Or have you

Thought about me the way I 

Eat

Sleep

And dream of you?

Are we

On the same page? 

Or are you paragraphs

And chapters

Ahead of me, stopping only for a fraction of a second

Once you realize I’m not there. 

Are there

Places you’d like to take me that defy what it means to be alive?

Are these 

Places pleasantly present?

Or 

Would you like to wander through my past?

How 

Will

 I 

know

To protect my neck, or give invitations?