The Other Love

Unrequited love has bound my heart

Its grasp has taken me whole

The pain within becomes fine art;

Art that is unjustly sold.

I've loved her without a doubt

I've caressed her in my dreams

Never could I do without

The girl who inspired my themes.

I'll chant her beautiful songs

I'll write her lengthy papers

And still I wouldn't belong

In her arms as her savior.

Sometimes I wish she'd love me back

If only for a second

Then I would leave aside my rant

And soak within her presence.

I'd kiss her gently as she slept

And wrap my heart around her

Radiating love she'd never forget;

A love that deadens thunder.

I'd gently call upon her name

If only she would hear me

For every breath that I replay

I'd pause to have her near me.

Her warm scent is so awakening

Her bright eyes are like my idols

Her heart is all but taken

Oh, to get her! I'd travel endless miles.

What is life without her?

Why are the blue stars shining?

As if the angels can cure

Those nights of eternal sighing.

I'd set myself on fire

So that I could be her north star

I'd burn and never tire

Just to watch her from afar.

Imagine if she loved me

Just conceive the things we'd do

I'd drain the entire blue sea

Or I'd swim across for you.

I would walk the wasteland deserts

I would run beneath the water

I would forget all my treasures

I would die for you a martyr.

I would come to you right now

If only you would let me

I would forsake all my vows

Show you what we can be.

But no, this love is fragile

It isn't even real

And though this all sounds tragic

At least the pain I feel.

For nothing stops the aching

No words soothe my soul

Why are you still forsaking

Yourself from love's control?

Can you not see the meaning?

Do you not feel the same?

Forever I will be dreaming

About your beautiful face.

This love has left me weary

But how can I give up?

Should I just say sincerely

That I am not in love?

To hell with all the liars

For I'm not one of them

I'll burn with my desires

For you, I'll be condemned.

No longer do I smile

For that was all for you

It has taken me awhile

To realize this sudden truth.

Without you, I do not exist

Like a sea without the salt

Like love without a first kiss

Like a phone without a call.

What, to me, is life then?

Is it with you or without?

Please help me understand

What it is that I've left out.

Maybe I've forgotten something

Maybe I have done you wrong

Please forgive me with all your being

If our love becomes a song.

Moses Y. Mikheyev

September 9^th 2011
Dedicated to: Monika Mironenko