Untouched Love
I admire her from a distance .
As you would a piece of art .
Afraid to say things that I feel .
To touch, Or share my heart.
My body is a vessal with a heart of stone within.
I fear for all to see it . Or to use it once again .
I wore it on my shoulder for all the world to see .
It seems I gave it freely and it got the best of me.
If my life could be started over .
I would pick a different time .
One where I wouldn't know her. .
Or ever have her on my mind .
If now I was struck with blindness .
If I could never see again.
Her face would never leave me .
Her love alway's within .
Copyright © Howard Barton | Year Posted 2021
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