I am a traveller in outer space,
An astronaut in white protective suit.
My body shields behind a carapace
Impermeable from helmet down to boot.
Cocooned in solitary dreams I roam
This chill, half-weightless moonscape for a while.
No woman homes this plain of silent stone –
Till suddenly there dawns your rose-lipped smile.
I clasp your hand, your touch to energise,
But through the glove our fingers cannot pass.
I make to kiss your hair, your lips, your eyes,
But I am locked behind the goldfish glass.
I call and hope your loving voice replies,
But there’s no signal in my radio mast.