You Put The Happy In My Ness

Intangible my love,
So far from my touch.
I dream about you,
you in my arms.
Me holding you tight.
Interrupted by realization.
your not there.
You will never be.
or will you?
Strange love I have for you.
If you are actually there.
My love, so far.
Come here,
to feel your touch,
smell your scent,
to be in your presences.
All I wanted.
Then again,
interupted by realization.
What am I to do about this?
These feelings,
are they not meant to be?
Are we not meant to be.
What is this I've gotten myself into.
This pain then love then pain again.
Your all thats on my mind.
your mystery.
My mind
my feelings
the lies
the truth
a voyage
to solve
the mystery
of this love.
Will it be solved.
Or will it sit. And await.