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.