i'm not asking
for forever
i know it won't come
i'm not waiting
for answers
i know you won't
say anything
you won't ask me
to stop
you won't say
please give up
i won't hear
any of these

i'm not
hoping that you'll
someday walk alongside me
i can't
imagine that on
a clear night
you'll want to watch
the stars with me
i shouldn't
wish one day
you'll wake and
want just me

i can dream. . .
but sooner or later
i have to wake up
and the reality is
though you are
so close that i
can just reach out
and touch your hand
and every strand
of air i breathe
is the same as
the one you are
breathing as well
if i move you'll
vanish

like the smoke
coming out of
the cigarette i hold
i inhale your scent
and in one long
exhale, you are
blown away
the wind will carry
you too far for me
to follow

i'll take you in
just as long as
i still can
let your haunting
charm, take me away
and when it's time
to say farewell
i'll just glance once. . .

like fine sand
that i grasp so
tightly, the tiny beads
of you slip ever
so swiftly
till all that's left
are my hands
all bare again