Poetic Justice

Love

I've read it in countless books,
I've seen it written in the stars of the night
Sky,
I've watched it from a distance,
In flowers and airy kisses.
I've dreamt it and dwelled upon it's feeling,
I've written it and been applauded,

But I've never really felt it,
I've never created it,
I've never had the kiss with the touch of
Salty lips,
I've never held a hand,
And felt my life belonged to it's carrier,
I've never felt giddy and smiled,
With butterflies churning in my soul.
I've never rested upon a heaving chest,
Where I knew I need not be afraid,
I've never looked into eyes,
And gotten lost in their perfection.

Neither has my heart ever crashed to the
Ground,
Tears have never created oceans around
My land,
I've never been cursed with loving,
When loving was not returned.
I've never longed for someone,
That I knew I could never reach.
I've never screamed for not being,
An image of someone else's ideal,
I've never felt I've had to make myself
Appeal.

I'm not sure if I'm jealous or grateful.
I'm jealous of those lucky people,
Who knew they belonged,
To something more,
Than just themselves.
But I'm grateful,
Because my entire world,
Never shattered because of a simple word,
Full of denial.

Love,
A feeling is what they say,
Found and lost,
Dreams and nightmares,
Warmth and frost,
Smiling glances and unearthed stares.

I ponder at the thought,
What a beautiful thing,
I wish were mine,
But what a beautiful thing,
I wish didn't have to be.