In our lives, we may find ourselves on a parallel path with another being. The paths will cross if we let them. It may be a collision course. We can see the calamity ahead of us, but the vale of emotion can keep it ever on the periphery of our cognisance. We allow this because we want to be happy - as all people do. We allow blissful ignorance to to wrap us in tender linen. This is a poem about that painful happiness.