pen and paper

He came again
This man I've been yearning to meet
This man whose form
I've been praying to feel
He said not a single word but none the less
I clearly heard his intentions
He came close to me
I could see the gold specks within his eyes
He just stood there
And looked at me
I reflecting his expression
He came closer and with every step
I became more aware of the ringing in my ears

How close is too close?
Should I step back or try and stop him from moving?

I stood there deeply breathing
Trying to calm myself from this sudden rush
Of excitement, I was filled with terror
I wanted to run
But I wanted to stay
I needed to stay
We stood there, the world falling away.
My eyes glued to his chest
Watching it rise and fall
Feeling his breath on my face
Melting like butter under his stare
Too afraid to gaze into his eyes
Knowing so much was there
Heart beating so loudly nothing could I hear
I
I
I looked up
Still full of fear, it was clear
My eyes in his, His eyes in mine
We shared this stance awhile
Not moving
Not talking
Our eyes telling all

Overwhelmed I reached out
To hold him
To fulfill a starving desire
And as my arms circled around him, I cried
My heart began to fall
It was then I realized
He was never there at all.