there's that distance in her

something remote and far

like the canals of Mars, an

ice monolith atop a star

 

her soul of cosmic mystery

went to places I cannot ken

sheathed in armoured silk

none knew where or when

 

in those blue eyes is infinity

windows on time and space

blinking before shutters up

in a cryptic chain-mail face

 

enigmatic were her riddles

such disdain I used to hate

but mortality kills horizons

no mileage conquers fate

 

age and malaise will cure,

her as barricades descend,

you cant afford interstellar

about to confront the end