Far Away and Solitary
Past the emotional wrecks,
The destitute "ex",
The princesses, fakers, and frauds...
The shrews and control freaks,
Not too brash or too weak,
Trusting yet skeptical,
Reserved yet wonderful
Waiting still for life to peak...
Are you real or just something to seek?
For my mind is a flourish
With you at the finish
In laces and dress,
Though I'm always a mess,
And your face is obscured
Though in daydreams, demure,
You cover me, still.
Without force, you fulfill
My better half.