Random Rambling Words
I hear, I see but I can never touch,
And what a beautiful acute pleasure that would be.
Sight and sound alone keep me bound,
A caress would surely insight dangerous obsession.
I need those words that thousands have heard,
But crave just one personal thought.
To know what inspires such profound poetry,
Could only be an honour, an indescribable privilege.
To seek a moment of that amazing mind and share in it to my heart’s desire,
Something so completely removed from reality.
For the title of friend a million dreams and wishes will never be enough,
But still I carry on wishing and dreaming until I lose all hope that I can make it happen.