Distant Love.
You want to be known.
Yet, it's in your nature to elude.
Lucid dreaming finds you sometimes.
But sunshine comes to reveal the wisps
Of an encounter just missed.
A mist we feel trekking through
Undisturbed field just before dawn.
A downpour we seek, each drop
Carries a note of your song?
Confusing Love.
So simply complex.
The root of emotional complexes.
Perplexing monosyllabic entity.
Battling so many.
We grasp at straws
Convinced we've tasted all you have to offer
Left contentedly longing;
Satiably insatiated.
Foolish Love.
Ensnaring, pouncing, overwhelming so that
All the sensations hurdle toward a horizon
That's just out of reach.
Which teaches that you, Love,
Are something to be strived for.
Something to long for.
But never something to attain.