3 = Can’t Be

I think I love

A man that I can’t

I see him from time to time

I want to reach out to touch his rugged face

even if just a hug.

A handshake.

A flash of lightening flows through me

But I know it can’t be

It’s so out beyond a spire of possibility.

But I continue to watch

and wait

and maybe a glimpse of hope

even though I know.

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