I wrote a letter
to let you know how the year went by
and the events that unfolded,
leading me back to you
You are far away,
amongst the stars and eternal nights
Beautiful and pure
You tend to hide, with one side in the dark but
alas, we see you still
I wish I could have taught you so
I wish I could have gently stroked you—
while you rested in her arms
I wish I could give you hugs full of love
But you were always out of reach
though you were our only one
How can I reach you with my letters?
You are 384,000 km away
Daunting, but I could fold the letter
42 times so that its exponential growth
can finally reach you