Other conquests she pursues,
Relentless in her attempts.
She acknowledges my presence
Yet avoids my touch,
No feelings are shared, are viewed or are kept,
My stance is laughable, as my last night is wept.
She can't be mine, for this I know,
Though every second my emotions grow.
Religion be at my mind, though torn in my heart
Still my bond must be kept,
For I cannot part.
And my soul reaches out to her divided body.
Do not make that step!
