The view of her eyes, more distant than he longs for, with miles (emotional and physical) lying between them, set in stone. He second guesses what he feels, til love to him is a thing of fiction (fully expressed, but never felt), as he stands on the edge of shadows between the realized, and unrequited.
James E. Roethlein copyright 2021
Jim is the author of two books of poems “Musing On The Cricket Game of Life Part 1 1/2” “An Extravagant Way of Saying Nothing “both available on Amazon