Elusive love, why do you taunt me so?
Capturing me with your endless beauty
your arms grasp me, forcing me to follow,
not real arms, love is it’s own entity.

I want to turn away, end your cruel game,
but like the sun, I return everyday
with an ever burning passionate flame
my feelings for you can never be swayed.

I feel like trash floating in the ocean,
pulled in and pushed out by indifferent waves.
Your actions scream love, with no devotion
to another woman you are a slave.

I want to be her, I must have your love,
but into second place I am always  shoved.