Three years of a life wasted from yet another <br />Angle.When I first saw you <br />Your stunning silence, <br />The way you came, the way <br />You went between the candlelight <br />You had me captivated. <br />I had to know you more deeply. <br /> <br />I became charmed by your first <br />Hello, the way you brushed the hair from <br />Your eyes. Your voice. Your whispers <br />Entangled. Enchanted. Ensnared. <br /> <br />I made scenarios, maybes ifs and so on- <br />That's foolishness to me <br />Now. I recognize the impossibility of you <br />Of me. Yes, it took me <br />Awhile. Now, my dear I would just as soon not <br />See you. Walk blindly by. Acknowledge it all <br />Just another temptation. A flirt with happiness <br />Life has no meaning no hope. I must not press, <br />It will destroy me in a sad and crazy death, <br /> <br />Perhaps. When you leave Minneapolis, or I, someday, <br />Your name will always be written for me <br />On the lakes.<br /><br />r james sterzinger<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/written-on-the-water-after-keats-for-m/
