UNTOUCHABLE
Long ago
a
silhouette
was
planted
in my
minds
eye.
A face
so
vague,
yet
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