The Trajectory of Love

Waiting to touch you lingers
the melody of a long road...
To love you has remained absorbed
the lingering illness of the unattained.

To paint kisses on your lips
the darkness's murmur has gone in vain,
To calm your restlessness
the indifference of loose hair has remained unprepared.

In your intoxicated eyes
unfinished resentment has remained bloodied—
In the wonder-struck dialogue of fulfilled love
truth has sought you.

Surpassing the anxiety of turbid moments
you are still inevitable today—
The truth buried beneath truth
seems to have lost its way.

All paths are closed,
yet crossing the altered lines of uncertainty
you alone have become
the sole eternal truth in this heart.