Writer in the sky

Until You Read This
by RM

This is the hardest game you have me playing.
This time I need to know if I can rely on your word.
If you mean the things you say you mean.
If you actually feel it nice again
I feel your attempt to reach out
but see that you don't quite get your arm
over the threshold.
Leaving me to wonder what you are really after.
Sometimes I daydream a pain you want me to feel.
A pain you feel.
Other times I daydream a message in a cloudless sky;
The afterthought of a careful pilot
skywriting words as legible as possible.
In dense white smoke, the vapor reads;
you may never know how much you hurt me.
The wind flushes over and in a matter of minutes these words are
nothing more than gone.