Analysis of Closeness

When night suffocates the day
stars appear, drilling tiny holes in the darkness.
I look up and know that my little girl spots the same holes
even though she's thousands of miles away.

A smile runs over my face
like a falling star that cuts a frosty night.
Closeness is not measured in miles
but in heart beats.

My heart beats with yours, I am with you.
If you feel lonely look up to the stars and that tiny one,
in the upper left corner, the one that flashes,
that's the same one I am looking at - right now!