What a word, a single word can do to make my heart flutter.
Reaching into my imagination I see you through an amber haze of city lights and bustling people, the one with that look upon his face, waiting, anticipating the length that stretches onward.
Will I ever meet you?
Would time stand still if I did?
Would you reach out and embrace me?
A kiss seams so forlorn when I think it never will occur.
Heart wrenching, beating faster and faster, reaching out with my soul I write, the antidote to heartache.
© Sarah E. Sturgis