When an essence I adore
Departs from my clutches amid cuddle
Strolls farther away from my
outstretch;
Yet profuse was the affair
Whereas i discern its manoeuvre away

When an essence I adore
Unrequits same psychedelic pathy I pour on it
May mingle on an egocentric sanctimony
on itself;
Yet I haltingly ripen into a hassle fluster
Whereas I fraught to gapple its skidding away

When an essence I adore
Belongs to another, feasibly may be deluded
Withal they are giddy handily
alongside;
Yet I'm merry its being jolly
Wheras a pain hitches within, haply not fade away

Perhaps whilst the tides of the heart changes
I'll cover the scars;
Perhaps i'll eventually find an essence that barters

Perhaps whilst the tides of time changes
I'll mask the wounds;
Perhaps I'll get what I've seldom envisioned of

Perhaps I'll finally get the 'Loving Love'
A love that loves me too.
© vickey×wytes