In Between

There is a space, a sliver in between

Light seeping from the perimeter

Totality of the sun’s eclipse rendered

Reservation human, all that we feel

Where angels see but will not enter

Only casting a corner eye stare of envy

To the blatant, raw truth of feeling

Where none celestial may partake

The devils long for but cannot see

How love persists among such frailty

Daring not a glance, suffusing eternity

A deserved torment for ancient crimes

If we concentrate all of so many pieces

Concentrat...