I marvel from afar.
Tan skin stretched over muscle.
The playful smirk tugging graciously at his soft lips.
Still from afar.
Eyes like blue flames sparkle in amusement.
Curly locks bounce in time to movement.
Still from afar.
Young and baby faced.
Lithe and athletic.
Still from afar.
Talents superior and unique.
With a voice that is heard.
Still from afar.
Unnoticing of his admirer.
Uncaring who he is.
Still from afar.
Passes the isolated with no second thought.
Carries on without realization.
Still from afar.
Never closes the distance.
Never makes a mark or demand.
Still from afar.
Love sick and lonely.
Won't give him attention.
Still from afar.
Too far away to reach.
Just outside his grasp.
Still from afar.
No chance of being known.
No chance of talking.
Still from afar.
I'll never get my wishes.
He walks right on.
Still from afar.
Too afraid of rejection.
Too close to the edge.
Still from afar.
And that's all it'll ever be.
I marvel from afar.