For the one that got away

Except you catch my breath upon the wind,
no-one will hear nor know I sent this word,
I spoke it softly - hardly meant it heard,
lost like a love we dare not try to find.

Our single shared embrace is in my mind.
Reality intrudes, shows how absurd
a love that never speaks a loving word
can be, that other loves and prudence bind.

Except your inward searching eyes and mine
mysteriously re-enact the night,
enter the moment when you turn and pause.
Vivid, I see your questioning eyes shine,
our bodies touch then part in guilty flight.

Let my imagination reach to yours.