I admire you from afar. Like the sea of stars you swim in. Holding onto my feeling of desperation as I watch the pages turn in your life.
I long to be a part of this great story as I slowly begin to speak. My excitement suppressed still able to see the sparks as my words dance with their feet.
I paint my picture ever so neat. Not a slightest error in my speech. My soul escaping this belonging. Finally able to seek the story of your mystique.
I reach to the stars as you begin to speak. Only to awake with a fall. Realizing it was all but a dream. Sadness holds me in its grasp. I never heard you speak...