I must circle you

I must circle you, and
You know the reasons why:

You could be a wary rabbit,
And run.

Or a fierce badger and
Lash out.

I must circle you, keep you like the
Sun in my eye.

Keep you centred, focused
In my awareness.

If my eyes drift to the soft edges of
What could be, I might fall.

I must circle you, keep the pressure
Outward and inward equal.

Not fly away with momentum
Not get pulled into your gravity.

Keep you at the centre of my camera's track
In focus, but safely distant.

Like Pink Floyd in Pompeii, or that
Talk Talk video where they mention it.

I can only touch you across this gap.
You know why. You know why.