Impossible Love

As I look thru endless tunnels Searching for something I cannot describe, It becomes harder with cold attitudes and bigotries. I feel I am on another planet Or a leper with no lean. When I go to someone, I am the demon that exorcize. Then there is you. A siren displayed as an illusion. For each encounter as beautiful as the last. A flower, a bird Precious in many ways. Someone everyone seeks to find But only the worthy shall grab. Beauty only fitting as true masterpiece, A sight for the eye and the mind. But how do I hold these moments a little harder. I see your pain. A little bird tells me of your wants and fears. She speaks your wisdom And they scream as if they were on an alter. I want to hold these moments, To last forever, To ease my burden and give me joy. But to see that joy I must treat like fine china. No, your body is as strong as your spirits, But feelings are so fragile. If I act like a wild, desperate hunter, I risk damaging your kindness, Making the next one’s quest ten times harder. If I am too cautious, Like a leaf you will be picked from the wind Never to be seen again. Your kindness must be handled like royalty. For it is not, the prize I seek, But a chance to earn it. May you see my heart? One who is truly pure? One who see you not just as siren, But as a gazelle yearning to run. Bringing beauty to all. It is not ride to hold down such freedom, But to enjoy its grace forever. Know my heart, thy graceful friend.