Dear Untouchable One,

         What is it about the way in which you smile at me, or the way your eyes pierce my heart?  Why does your captivation persist?  An innocent game of cat and mouse played in secret – discrete; because the price of getting caught is too high for both sides.  Why do we persist despite our fragile situations; are we both drawn to the excitement or the foolishness?  Is it just cruel fate to play tricks on us both, delude us with impossible hints of romantic promiscuity?

Signed,

Love’s Fool.