Return of the Rejected

In the time of 

which all hearts speak,

Of which all eyes

 dare to seek,

A love like this

 just makes all weak.

Much worse is the truth

 behind its peak.

A love like this--

should be more overflowing

than a creek.

I say those lines 

as if they can surpass

 the time zones,

Making us move

 like pawns--

In this world 

full of yawns!

Every step is limited,

Every move is restricted,

You behind me

then I after you...

It's like we're dancing

 without a clue;

At the hibernation of night,

I see you beyond sight:

I can hear you

listening to what

 I'm listening--

The silence of the 

surrounding space!

Now glistening 

and illuminating,

I can hear your heart 

uttering words from

 Einstein on the Beach;

It's like your room is just 

beside mine--

never out of reach.

It's like there's a hollow hole

 in the wall demarcating 

our proximity...

And all we do is to feel 

each other's energy--

With just our fingers

Longing for temporary flickers!

Before one of us lingers,

I see us in 

boundless buoyancy--

Flowing and floating

 till we feel the

 finality of infinity.

But it's not us

 from the start, 

nor us from the end.

I hope this 

heart of mine

 will eventually mend:

I've told it to quit

But it can't save

 itself from the pit;

--now it's failing

after the further falling...

I wish you all the best,

I'm going out of the crest.

Crestfallen and best defeated

--By a love that 

never becomes love

in the minds of 

the belovingly treated!

Your romance with her

 will forever be

 my ideal illusion;

Our nonexistent 

neverendingness will remain

as dysfunctional delusion.

You and I won't be sculpted

 as lovers made of stone:

I... am in the quest 

of being alone!

No battles won,

No banquets at dawn,

This is me till all in all

turn into bone.