I don’t know where our souls connect
So I look to my heart to feel the effect.
But my heart deceives me and litters lies
Conceals the truth and clouds my skies.
She’s so far away it feels like a dream
Just one simple touch could heal the machine.
If only to hug her and ease this pain
My heart beats profusely and uncontained.
But wild is her wind and I’m but a tree
I saw her arrive now I watch her flee.
Father time forbade my esoteric love
Then forced me to free her like a mourning dove.
Abandonment dagger leaves a fatal wound
As I lie on the shore under indifferent moon.
So I pick up the pieces of what remains
Intuitive shrapnel. No gain, just her shame.