Unrequited. A poem

Unrequited

Forever and a day
No recognition there
Saying nothing in return
And yet you have so much
To say and show and do

But it will wait anon
While your heart skips
And your nerves clench
And your tongue numbs
In clumsy symmetry
And synchronicity

And then they’re gone
Their scented trace
Just wisps of memory
Curtailing reality
Until

You stand isolated
Empty and broken
Like a bottled ship
Cast upon the shoreless floor
Fragments of navigation
And skewed courses

Matchless servitude
Enslaved to whimsy
Knowing that your love
For them remains
Forever and a day

Unrequited.

Another poem I wrote. I guess I’m in a poem writing mood, at the moment.