untouchable things

When is tea-time on Saturn?

Does your heart melt on the sun?

Does the lighthouse shine on the moon?

Is the sea of tranquility deep?

Do your dreams come true on Venus?

Or do you prefer Mars?

Don’t leave me on Pluto,

when my goal is to roam the galaxy high and low

I am sailing on the Milkyway,

I fly on the falling stars

I have dreams

I have hopes

to carry moonbeams in a jar

to spread my wings on cloud number 9..

because some things are just untouchable...

and often the imagination is as limitless as the universe