Silent I watch her.

The one I wish to be closer to, as the desire is hard to bear...

Yet life keeps the distance.

Set beyond my petty existence.

Mahogany locks of hair;

Skin of silken fair.

Keep me close to her,

The pain is much too hard to deal with.

The fire that burns within;

Should cave in…

For when the darkness creeps.

Innocents sleep.

While I lie awakened.

By the thoughts of her; blackened.

Please forgive me.

My family tree prevents me.

A/N: Well... This is a Hermione and Draco poem, Draco's view... Err... Yeah. ^^