Telescopic Touching

Saturn’s spectrum snatched by glass,
thrown gently to my eye,
telescopic touching,
through the whole
black between-us space.

Your rebounded sunlight
thrills,
as when a lover’s presence
outshines his pictured sight.

With you suddenly
I am vanished,
when our joining makes
me and all the around me it’s
into tiny insubstantial
bits.