Surreptitious Love

Here is a poem I wrote for a girl that will never know my feelings for her

To live a life in the shadow of substance,
To create a world devoid of verity,
Villainy perpetrated against common sense,
A lacerated soul from sentimental disparity.

Incessant agony incited by a heavenly form,
Days engulfed by a tidal wave of ardor,
Nights spent aloft in a dream so warm,
The only cause for which I am a willing martyr.

Impotent am I to instigate a mere predilection,
Incontestably the stars meander adventitiously,
Inept is she for emotional defection,
Inconsolable anguish, to forever endure surreptitiously.