At a distance

He was too beautiful for words.

I gaped at him

There was this preternatural air about him.

His cheeks were tinged with roses

Grecian features

And his sable hair,

Like a bright silken curtain

His crowning glory.

Oh, how i yearned to meld with the wind,

To so freely caress his beloved head.

I stood watching,

Wanting

But always

At a distance..