I could almost touch your lips
I could almost taste your scent
I could almost relinquish in this dream
Getting lost on a never ending winding road.
Now it's time to set the scene
A man
tall and lanky
Dark hair
Dark eyes
Not  bad on the eyes
A soul so full of love.

A woman
Cherry lips
Button nose
dark eyes
and darker hair to match

Sensing the other in the past
the present taking hold

Reaching through the lacy veil of time
They reach and reach
But never to touch
Just to see
in a lacy screen
Falling asleep
to the lull of each other's voices
Caressing the mind so intimately that no one else could see
For the trials
begin
Never to fail
Not quite the end
Fire and water
a balance or test?

Souls soft
quietly reaching
Just to barely touch

You could almost taste me
You could almost smell me
Almost able to reach through a lacy veil
But time can tell
It never will be worth it
In the end
Turning away
they both reach one last time
To be bound by glass between them
barely able to reach and feel
Barely able to touch
Almost being the key.
Turning away one last glance
There story ends
and a new one begins.
A lover scorched
through distance in time leaving one
empty
And the other finding what they needed
in the end
Both feeling the pain
But nothing in life is giving.

For now the shroud of lace
turns to ice
at a demon's pace
Blocked
never to be
is this the end of what  could be?