“Sometimes somethings unreal,
when seen in love, surreal,
puts it all to real,
and makes you hold on in zeal:

to things which seem distant and far,
to those who seem resistant and scar:
your work of hands, heart, love and soul,
in cause of a mistaken perception of control,
or in cause of a seemingly uncaring self, at whole,
or…… a deep felt unconveyed secret goal,

which none be told,
which none can know,
save just one to tell,
but from her, held, unsaid”