My Sylph

There I was, minding my own business,

When quite unexpectedly

        You entered my life.

Suddenly you were there,

        And I remembered.

You were always there,

        Taunting me, haunting me.

        Was it a dream or was it real?

Are you the missing that I feel?

Are you waiting, debating wanting me?

Whenever I tried to grasp or clutch

        Or see your face or feel your touch

You vanished from my thoughts,

To join my other distant memories.

And then you came to me.

        I heard you laugh and felt your smile.

            Your words returned to reconcile

        A distant promise of the past –

        For you are real and came at last.

Like gentle rain upon my screen

Your words arrived and could be seen,

Each word became a magic tear

That I had shed year after year.

No momentous announcement,

No grand opening sale.

I’ll continue doing whatever I do -

Minding my own business -

    Secure in the knowledge that

    Love is not a dream but real.

    But close enough to always be

    What might have been.