Chasing Elysia

She is shallow but incomprehensible
She is present but irretrievable
She is desirable but unwanted
She is herself but different
She is poison and the antidote

She draws me in
Daily I seek her
Knowing I may not have her

I stare beyond the mirror
Hoping
to find her
in my eyes
A glimmer of light behind me
I turn away from the mirror

Gone!
Hopes dashed once again

Tomorrow
My quest begins anew
I
step into a rain shower
endure the raging heat winds
paint a portrait

Hoping
to smell her scent
Wishing
for her body
Praying
to find her in the background

Through the torture
I battle for her
Losing
every
time.