A routine flight it was to be,
Then fate sat us together with alacrity.
Your smile, my smile, our voices crossed,
And my routine forever lost!
My heart already locked away,
May have made you feel safe to play.
But of intimate things that mattered, no guess.
We addressed heart to heart, directly, no less.
From terra firma did my heart follow yours after.
Trusting in the softeness of your touch and candor,
And for months were like nobility.
Prince and Princess, free in the land of love.
A land of caring, laughter, and intimacy.
Hard to starboard was my course laid,
Hard choices made but too much delay.
Even another week, another day,
Might have shown you enough to stay.
Fate dealt another round I guess,
When opportunity knocked and you were blessed.
Then, follow your heart you said you must,
And bid me farewell, condemn us to dust.
All I believed now seems like a vapor trail,
Bleeding high up where my heart looks so pale.
To Icarius' height you sent me without unkind will,
My heart never landed.... It searches for you still. |
