Untouchable

glaxies glide

within me.

pulsing to the

rythm of my heart,

lighting stars

when i smile

and

darkening

(and condensing to a small ball of pain)

when i cry...

my soul

is endless

emptiness

and

fullness

(an “out of this world” contadiction)

that i

will never be able

to fully understand.

(but like space, my knowledge of it grows each day).

so,

do not judge me by my

skin

(calling me out because i’m different)

because

my soul

is way beyond

this body,

and you will

never

be able to capture it.