Space

I am the gap between your teeth, the bit your tongue cannot reach, where gristle annoys and the dentist torments.

I am the place behind the settee, where a child runs to hide and make their den and were only those with the proper password gain entrance.

I am up there amongst the stars, the place man has always stared and yearned to be.

I am that unreachable spot where your arm slides in and your fingertips rake to reach your fallen car keys.

I am the excuse for a relationship breakup. Something needed but without end.

I am the gap between train and platform which instills fear with every long stretched step.

I am a void where nothing yet everything exists. All will pass through me yet none will touch me.

I am the most used key on the keyboard, the long one your thumb taps to separate words and give them meaning.

I am the distance between two broken hearts desiring to reunite one day.

I am between land and atmosphere, the dwelling place of birds and metal dreams.

I am a gutter where a rolling ball aims to avoid.

I am the difference between feeling uncomfortable and intimately loved.

I am needed yet often derided. I maintain order yet too much of me alienates.

I am devoid of clutter. Those with a messy disposition try to destroy me. Those with wisdom create me to bring structure.

I am the crack between the curtains where the morning sunlight pours in to waken and annoy.

I am above your head and beneath your roof. To reach me requires a ladder yet many are fearful to see me.