Lovers Afar

What if it once was,
It now will never be.
Everything it now has,
is a drop of water in the sea.

The sea, beautiful and blue,
waits in eternal seduction.
For it hideth that which is true,
that underneath beauty lies seduction.

Yet its lover, the sky:
traps venturers in an eternal illusion.
For where the truth maybe,
may think they know but it's only a delusion.

How then should these lovers be,
that each to his own lies submerged.
Each reaching, each longing to be
in each others arms till time is stilled.