The Elusion Of Love Poem by Matthew Holloway

Lonely, the word is my millstone
Hung heavy about my heart
I have felt love, I know of it
I have read and written about it
Though I am yet to be in love
At times it keeps me from sleeping
I sit awake, alone thinking of it
How can a word have so many feelings
Leaving it almost an impossibility
It has been sought by so many
It tests the human resolve
In its absence, its elusive presence
A hole is found wanting
No silent whispers of a sweet romance
No kiss or touch of a hand
Just a solitary word to express
The weight of this feeling