UNTOUCHABLE
Long ago a
silhouette was
planted in her minds eye.
A face
so vague
and untouchable.
Time
went by
features emerged
Holding
as a
precious gem.
Being
tucked away
in a secret place.
Not to
be revealed
so untouchable.
Now
in the
distance you stand.
With a
tear in your eye
perhaps waiting in the
balcony
of life, yet
still so untouchable.
copyright by heather burns