Saturday, July 17, 2010

The unattainable Man

He has kissed my soft lips
He has touched the depths
of my soul.
He is unattainable.

Pain crosses my eyes
and he sees -
exactly how I feel.
He is unattainable.

We made love,
such unbelievable love,
on a clear moon-lit night.
He is unattainable.

He belongs to someone else,
not to I.
oh how I would wish.
He is unattainable.

I love him so.

written February 10 1997