Yearn for the Impossible

By Aisy

I breathe air and you breathe in words,

Trapped in one fantasy to another manifestation.

A love that is so parallel yet so dear,

To the mortal who always yearns for your existence.

We are Vega and Altair

but with no bridge between us.

I am Eurydice's ghost reachin' you

And lost you with just a glance of yours.

In a tunnel with just a glimpse of yours

I yearn for another second for us.