will i ever
reach you?
be close enough
to touch you
hold your hand
capture your
innermost thoughts
be a part
of your circle
catch a little
of your light
own a meager
piece of you
will i ever
be allowed
to share a bit
of your secrets
be privy to
your most
precious dreams
will i ever be
given a peek
to atleast
a few of your fantasies?

or will i always
be just
a lowly spectator
on the outside
struggling to look in
a part of
the many crowd
trying to get
as close as
you let them
or as you let
them think they can get?
will i always
be one foot
outside your door
imagining at some
point i'll be
allowed to come in?
will you ever let me in?

or will i just be
forever knocking,
forever trying,
forever struggling?