Hopelessness

I think of you often

my lover of whom

I will never meet

and never share

any of my life that

I feel this night or

any other night, as

my fantasies are all

just fantasies and

there is no one with

whom I have touched

or will have been

touched by... and, I

know this to be the

way it will be for me

the rest of my days

and the rest of my

evening and the

rest of my thoughts

will always try to

convince me, I

suppose differently

as it gives me

purpose and a soft

reason to keep on

trying when I

know all is lost.

8Mar16