Scornful flight.

The loud musings of happiness
drown the air of longing.
He catches a glimpse of her from afar
a smile that kisses the evening dew.

A smile held with restraint grace
as the softest of touches caress the air.
She moves against the changing breeze
as if stuck in time, place and mood.

Exquisite aura of transcendent beauty
a dove amidst the sea of crows.
He catches a glimpse of her from afar
eyes transfixed until they burn asunder.

His eyes become a part of her
another victim falls from boyish virtue.
Left blinded he leaves in silence
and becomes one of the night--
--in solitude.
Yet she never knew of him--
--nor his existence.