...and darling, that's what two windows side by side are for. To see the wings of a plane out of one, and clouds from the other. To hear all the instruments in accents instead of only one every time. To see the globe in continents rather than visits to cities on toll. To be so small and to touch it all.
But you live chasing pinholes when the world dims by your side. Teeter between half empties and half fulls, when you could flood the glass with all elements for the ride. Stuck on remote play down below, when you can fly channels 30,000 ft high.
And if you knew how your details, from dirt to stars, could be mirrored and burn bright in these eyes for a whole lifetime... Then again, I can't blame you for not knowing what it's like for the sky to look through you as the universe flipped inside out - like it's all encompassed in your one alone.
