Reach

I wait for you everywhere.
The underside of the cork
Beneath the stubborn lid
Behind the heavy door
and up
On the very top shelf

the end of a book
or a day
or a happy life
is where you'll find me.

the warm corner of the couch
asleep between the sheets
dreaming

but

there's a space
between me
and all this
where you exist

without you every space is empty.
unsurpassable.
nothing belongs to me.