My Girl, The One Who Got Away

So many questions,
I wonder, so many years,
Talking to you.

Listening intently,
Watching the hair fall neath your ears,
Into overdrive my heart goes,
Like a reverie,
I wish you were a deity.

The essence in your speech,
That universal peace,
Deep caress of your touch,
An epitome of love,
Imagine, with me.

I'd let it all go now,
Any day,
I Hope I never have to,
Faraway,
So now, pray.

There is no reverence in this,
Nor are there any lies.
Not wanting, not feeling,
They are just excuses, fray.

I felt joy,
Just for a moment,
Now astray,
But you'll always be that,
My Girl, The One Who Got Away.