Mithridates Poem by Ibn Ali

I seek her out like water seeks a drain
Through mountainous terrain and rocky tracts
Always spiraling downward
I'm sure there's a sign in that
An age passed when loss was lost
Pain faded to discomfort
In time you soon forgot
Now if I type her name her face appears
How I remembered, how she's aged
The house we never bought,
The kids we never had, the trips we didn't take
The life we thought we'd have
Before what was meant to be for us, became

Have you heard of Mithridates
The poison King
How he courted death to live
I learned this craft from him
I'll keep going back to her until I'm resistant
Like waves lapping a tired beach recede the shore with their persistence
Before the water reaches dunes I'll be immune
But as much as time has passed
Thoughts bridge the distance