On the Wing

How many times
have I stopped to daydream
and let these thoughts take flight?
Long since private,
my aching wish
has made itself known.
Perhaps that was easier
when there was no prospect
of bringing it to fruition.
Now, so tantalisingly close,
I dare not speak its name
lest it shatter and die
at the final hurdle.

Hear me.
Understand me.
Know me.