Out of reach

Only twice, had I had the opportunity to see you.
Two encounters with a girl with charisma as
powerfull as nothing I've ever felt.
Set aside all prejudices of other people still she rises
above them.
Something in her look gave me a deep sense of love.
The feeling never could be mutual and still I gazed
at her beauty while she looked in my eyes.
Making myself believe that she's loving me ass well, just
to feel happy while I'm around her. Alone with her
in that room or listening while she explains something
while surrounded by attentive students. The smile
on her face as I speak to her and the sound of her laugh
makes my feelings grow profounder.
But that was the past, two times I saw you. Always out
of reach even though I wished you could be mine.

Dedicated to Hannelore Vanderbeken