Alternative time
burn out
and insecurities soar
like the wounded angel
I once was.
Flying too close
to the sun
a virtue in disguise  –
And there was
a moment of ease
and a desire
to lean in closer
than allowed;
to take finger tips
to your lips
and hush
the secrets away.
A kiss that could
have been
a once in a lifetime
passion between
strangers…
A missed opportunity?
We may never know –
But wishful thinking
and hope continues
to smolder
so very slowly
I close my eyes
look deeply into yours
and see all that
I will ever need to know
…twilight internet
star crossed lovers –

© 2014 TrilbyYates