Like an arrow
shot at an invisible target
love eludes me.....

It looms...
Lurks...
Stalks in my direction…
but never finds me....

A shadow rehearsing
a tender touch,
yet never landing.

Maybe. Maybe. Maybe...
Soft to the ear,
sharp with nothingness.

It walks away
with my name on its lips
and vanishes when I turn to catch it....
..........................................................­....
.........as if the void is my loyal companion… and love is too courteous to intrude....