Endless Bridge

when will I come nearer to thee?

I love you as the sweet rose,

yet thorns strike deeply within,

I love you as the calm wind,

yet storms surge mighty breeze,

I love you as the never ending line,

yet parallelism didn't intersect,

I love you more than a gold,

yet... 

those precious gems were rusted by memoirs,

the bliss eventually sways into grave.

I love you without thinking as the drained sea,

No one knows why, thee undefined,

yet until now it is still empty.

I love you 'till we meet at horizon,

yet I'm walking on the endless bridge,

everlastingly hoping 'till I starve,

wishing I will see you,

to the edge I need.

I love thee.