Why won't he talk to me?
Why is he ignoring me?
I can't take this silence
anymore.  I need to
understand why he want
acknowledge me.  As I
sat in a wave of various
thoughts, cracked and
jammed, bleeding inside
and out, trying to hold
myself together in a
world of shattered
pain.  Every part of me
was falling down the rivers
of diminished depths,
disintegrating flesh
beneath broken bones,
sinking outlines of
geometry vanishing
in the mist, as I stared
around me longing for
restoration.  I wanted to
feel his spark soar inside
my heart, his fire burning
in the night and illuminating
throughout endless dimensions,
the pad of his feet intertwined
with mine, harmonic rhymes
over magnificent frames,
a serene kiss in the midnight
awakening the beating rhythms
within me.  I wanted it all, to
embrace his touch and chiseled
chests, soft masculine strength
rising supreme, as I fell into
submission.  But the thing I
wanted more than all was
shifting into outer galaxies,
towards flaming wildfires
accelerating without control.
And as I sat there contemplating
over and over, my unfinished
masterpiece suffocating inside,
stained alliteration drowning
in the distance, I knew the love
that I wanted was too far gone
across the horizon.