Love has been an elusive thing for me

It flirts with my mind
But taunts my heart

It changes its face so I must continue to seek
But then fail to recognise its old scent

I try keep it through passion
But passion confuses my soul

I grasp it through others
But remain disappointed

I feel it in the wind
But then mourn the stillness

I am incomplete without it
But rage against the need

You who have played with me always
You who will not let me rest

You who forces me to climb towards something that has no definition
But I will continue to

Without the dream I am nothing

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