Should such feelings be made flesh
Should such feelings be made flesh I would just helplessly watch
as they ran their way to you -
A betrayal of myself
A betrayal of myself which simply cannot be afforded.
But oh, how tempting
to bathe in the slightest of your attentions,
to bathe in the slightest of your attentions, and let my thirst be quenched by mere mirages.
The awakening less painful, surely,
then forever having you out of reach.