Thoughts of an Angel

Fluttering in Cyberspace
a butterfly came to me in the dark
whispering sweet things to cheer my lonely
heart.
Overwhelmed with joy my emotions escalate
unchecked.

I wish to tell her how much I love her,
with difficulty, I hold back
only to have my feelings rush out.

I know it is wrong,
she is with another,
but still I have to wonder,
will this butterfly ever be mine?

She wants to fly to me but cannot,
needs a decade more
to mother
her two caterpillars.

I must be a fool.
Why do I feel this way?
There have been others, who were unattached,
but always it took longer to fall this far.

In the end,
I fear my heart will not be enough.
A heart cannot feed a family,
nor can I wait a decade while it aches.

Again,
alone,
in the cold depths of cyberspace,
I wander.

By Michael A. Crane, Jr.
Original Title: Notes to an Angel
Original Version: September 16, 1999
Version 6: November 24, 2002
Some stanzas adjusted for consistency across devices: June 22, 2019
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