Untouchable

I sit still, waiting

Waiting for blue sunflowers to bloom

When mornings are greeted by the moon

Waiting for the day red flags mean go

And time spent with you will always be slow

I know the closeness, the mere proximity

When eyes and lips speak differently

An open door to nowhere and somewhere

This attraction, this fresh air

Both shared by an unlikely pair

Out of sight, out of mind

I still picture an embrace designed

Just for me

Out of breathe, its quite complex

That the tip tap of your foot steps

Still echo in my ears

Out of faith, out of love

I begin to doubt the man up above

Whether or not you are still within reach

Our end was quite predictable

And this suffering undeniably invisible

It has always been clear

that you are untouchable

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