A long time I have sought her, yet she is always out of my reach.
Se sits in places I may see her, but not talk with or touch.

"Come with me my darling, let us escape upon the winds"
I yearn so much to say.

I often wonder if in the end we will ever meet again.
Or if instead we shall pass this life each secretly longing for the other.

You know crows only feast on carcuses of dead beast. Maybe I too am destined
to nourish myself on memories and distant hopes.