Just This Once

Arms,

out reached,

fingers just barely grasping.

Pushing down rising hopes,

while trying to stay confident.

Rise up on toes,

just need a few more inches.

Please, just this once...

Bead of sweat near brow.

The dream;

coming so close.

I want to see it,

breathe it,

taste it,

smell it,

hear it,

feel it,

live it.

I just need this once...

My dream.

In the hands of one man?

Does he know the power he holds over me?

How I dream night after night of both outcomes?

Could he have any idea?

Butterflies fill my stomach,

as a cold weight holds me to the ground.

Just once.