The Fixation with Illusion

I consistently fall for men I have never met
Daydreaming a romance unlike any other
Thrusting my fantasies onto him
Imploring him to be the man I have been waiting for
The lover I was promised
Alas, time passes and the fascination fades.
We lose the opportunity to devour each other,
React to one another's pheromones.
Life requires the hunt to continue
To comb my immediate surroundings for him
Yet the Pickens are slim.
I do not desire perfection
Simply animalistic connection.
Life is a gift.
Society is a curse.

The ocean has claimed many lives
She will continue to take more
How does it feel to have her smother you
To lose sight of which way is up
Would it be excruciating?
To return to the source
Whether there are other dimensions
Or infinite darkness
The time for answers is approaching
I walk into her fierce waves and let them carry me out
Further and further still
My body is small in such a powerful force
Will the people I love forgive me?
I am finally free
My suffering has ended.
How do I begin to describe you?
Mother, Sister, Lover, Friend,
The wine we have drunk could satisfy a king.
The words we have spoken echo throughout eternity.
Invigorated by the exchange of our encounters with the world.
The people we have loved, lost, forsaken.
Mysteries of time, space, and the essence of life itself.
Philosophizing about what humans have become but who we still could be.
Your existence brings significance to mine.
