She toils in the ocean of my love.

And yet, she knows not.

The stars proclaim our love.

And yet, she cares not.

The past speaks synchronicity to our hearts.

And yet, she listens not.

Our future boils with possibility.

And yet, she dares not.

Our hearts are wed.

And yet, she consummates not.

She has become the love of my life, my soul mate.

And yet, she is not.

My heart cries for what is not.

My soul languishes for what is not.

My body yearns for what is not.

What is, is what is not.