After taking a deep breath he said,
“Achilles said ‘I would recognize you in total darkness, were you mute and I deaf. I would recognize you in another lifetime entirely, in different bodies, different times. And I would love you in all of this, until the very last star in the sky burnt into oblivion.’ “
Looking up at the statue in the museum after closing the quote on his phone he began again,
“Didn’t I love her like this? Didn’t I do my damndest? Haven’t I gone far enough off the deep end and into the murky waters of insanity, suckled from your bosom to prove my love, like this was true and real?”
The statue was silent.
“I want romantic love! Not this cosmic love you’ve given me! I am grateful but what can I do with this swirling heat about my body?! This strong aura made to inspire others?! This glimmer in my eye, flame in my stomach and ever present awareness, humility and desire to show my gratitude!?”
Again, the statue said nothing.
“I WANT SEX! I WANT PASSION! I WANT BODIES ENTWINED SWEATING TOGETHER IN MESSY CARNAL SKIN TO SKIN CONTACT!!! I want the prospect of a child… a family… and you’ve given me the love outside of that, the love of community, the love eons of enlightened beings searched for, the love of Barbelo herself! WHY!?”
Without shifting it’s gaze or even a quivering of its lip, the statue was silent, and staring on and beyond the young man.
“Damn you.” He said quietly, angrily, violently.