Foolish Dream

You exist

Between the lines

Of words I’ll never say,

In memories that never were.

For a moment

Your crinkled smile

Shone upon my face,

Your achingly sweet laugh

Brushed upon my skin,

And I froze,

Hardly dared to move

For fear of scaring

My beloved butterfly away,

Dared not touch

And mar the simple beauty

Just a breath away,

Knowing that to keep you

Would prove as futile

As grasping at the wind,

And only foolish girls

Dream of such things.