To Fly Across The Room, The Country, The Earth Poem by Mark Leash

here we sit
abundance surrounds us
but at the same time
nothing matters to us
we know of the existence
of other countries
wonders, even
and also distant planets
and galaxies
and all those things we're too short to reach
or maybe too dull
but I have you here
and I cant help but smile
and then laugh
and apparently its contagious
because you start laughing too
and we both understand
without saying a word
that we laugh, we cry in joy
because we know of the abundance of this world
but this world
doesn't know anything
about us