Obsession

Through the fire,
A quest for she,
Such wretched dreams,
A futile dream.

The unattainable she,
Perfect in everything,
My heart burns
From the impalpable truth.

Indifference she expresses
To the incapacitated me,
Rejection, dejection,
I refuse to accept.

She is by the tree,
Her flaw I now see,
Gone are the emotions I have born.
She has picked her fruit.