Grasping At Air

Just passing thoughts....

Arm extended yet all I feel is the air,

Smoke blinds my vision no one there.

Yet time and time I try once more,

Romance and passion is my w***e.

Deep breath of sigh a glance to be,

Gripping pain flows like the sea.

Eyes blinded and my body numb,

Feeling nothing I have succumb.

Love and steadfast seem a dream,

Projected tales appears the theme.

No less and no more shine bright,

Still I wonder is it worth the fight?