I embrace everything
Except you

I touch you only in fantasy
Imagination shaped by memory

Untouchable image of the mind
Delineating palpable forms of the heart

Like an old speedy train
Leaving the smoke behind

So do my desire
And my passion too

Leave behind them
My tender feelings for you

Which are as real to you
As the old speedy train gone by

Yoav J. Tenembaum
©Copyright 2004

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