Unrequited

With the fierceness born in your eyes and dawn placing itself as your halo You wait for the tenderest flower to rise as it punctures the Earth from below With hands made of feathers every vein and every road placing love into every letter that you have ever wrote How many times, I wonder, how many times have I wished to be beneath your love How many times have I wanted be to by your side Hand in hand, glove in glove Alas, you cannot love someone who doesn't love you back So, now that this poem is done I think I'll just go and get a snack