A Secret Love Affair On A Collision Course: A Poem

This is a poem of a man and a woman who met, and at first, they are silent about their interest in each other. After a while, they feel the mutual passion, and it overtakes them. I compare this passion to a flight on a 747 airplane: higher and higher. This passion grows until it is impossible to turn back. As they soar in their passion, their worlds collide , and they realize they are hurting others who love them. Now, they must crash their beautiful flight. Can the wreckage ever be salvaged? Will the wreckage just rust away? Their mutual hope is that the affair can be repaired, and they can continue in their love forever.

You glided into my life, silently, for a landing,

Comparable to a beautiful airplane, the 747,

As time passed, the anticipation grew,

Of our eventual takeoff to heaven.

We gathered speed, and raced down the runway,

Like the sleek jet, we lifted toward the sky,

Smoothly, we soared through clouds of passion,

Never thinking of the consequences or why.

For a time we tried to meet our schedules,

So our emotions would not collide with other flights,

Content to just glide along, first only during light of day,

Then, growing braver with more desire, we began to fly at night.

On one of our wonderful adventures in space,

We collided in mid air with the terrible facts,

That no matter how well we piloted this affair,

Other relationships would die because of our acts.

But the ones hurt most by this collision,

Were the two of us who steered our fates,

All because this beautiful Flight into happiness,

Was scheduled to fly twenty years too late!

Will the affair between the two of us be repaired,

Without permanent damage to it's parts?

Or will the remains be hauled away to the junk heap,

And lay paralyzed with two broken hearts?

I would like to think that we will not give up,

But will work hard together toward our ultimate goal,

To repair the damage, and once again soar toward heaven,

Till we both grow very, very old.

After a friend read this poem, she told me about this song by Brad Paisley, and after listening to it, I thought it was perfect.