Touched the peak
But felt unable to speak
She caught my hand
To show as if to be a friend
Pushed back to the ground
To dream about beautiful end
She is sky
So you can only try
You can’t touch
But only in dream as such
She is willing
But her silence is killing
She says ‘no’ and ‘yes’
But where and how to trace
She is lovely and beautiful
But may not make me successful
She has kind smile
I have to wait meanwhile
She may come round
Only to be found
So near and whisper
‘Come on dear’ I am near
Hear me and act
This is fact
I love you but can’t
So feel no sad and react
I can give you my wings
You can relax and sing
Remember me and my face
There is lot more yet in race