When Your Touch Cannot Be There Poem by Daniel Richards

When your touch cannot be there, our hearts then become mangled by a love we cannot share
No amount of time can quell or bleed a love withheld,
As forever is a tidal wave, emotionally ferocious as it breaks upon its swell, unrequited love means an unrelenting closing cell,
You are free upon your mantel and you are free to breathe the air, you could walk a thousand miles and climb the highest hill, but still inside your heart and mind, the prison cell is there

If for just one moment you could be released, and have this burden of love and pain retreat,
Would something inside feel amiss or would it feel like blessed bliss?
To finally be free of unrequited love and fly free and fair like purest of white doves
Or would it be, could it be that the bird itself is the unrequited love,
Falling dead from the sky, leaving a hole for you to bleed inside
Bringing with it a new tidal wave, leaving your mind lost and scared
And your heart encaged from the loss of a love you once did crave
From what is now your sudden past