Toying around

Toying around this question
for quite some time
What are the forces,
the causes,
the effects divine.
Playing with me
a game called life
but is it mine?

And how come you shine
like a star,
so near,
yet so far
that you escape
the fate,
the forces
which pull me to you
not the other way round

And where is the line
beyond which
the laws
(that scientists preach)
can't reach
As I wrestle
the gravity of your being
I question
how come you don't feel
the pull
the mutual attraction
the force
the action
the reaction

On a merry-go-round
around you
(my source of light )
my plight
seeks answers,
which don't exist.
As I resist
the temptation,
of a dream,
of a well preserved wine.

May be it's fine
it's just a game
but the question remains
Is it mine?

~Shazar