That Momentary Encounter

fleeting memory of you one fateful encounter you are my muse a solace in that moment standing across the road our roads will never cross you see I'm a "sad amorist" i will always say, "our stars will never align" i will paint my knuckles red just for a glimpse of you but scared of the thought you belong to someone else I'll leave a letter at your door my idea of you will never fade my ink for you will never run dry it's a letter that i will never fly