Beautiful one.
I did not know -
Was in my own throw.
Its clear to me now.
I  hiss and miss, was blind.
Was in a bind.
Was not arriving to land in time.
I did see and denied you and I.
Ran from I and you- like a child from fear.
Like a Man to war- was a child to blind love.

I will take cheese with that.

Not forgot and will remember always.