Strange Love Poem by H Seeking

What kind of love is this
That I know will never be fulfilled
Not even to meet the person
Let alone to it be weld

Never to hear the voice for real
Never to set eyes upon
Never to feel the warmth of skin
Never to feelthe strength of arm

What kind of love is this
That beats for some other than kin
That stoops to conquer
And learns to forgive

Never to hear the voice for real
Never to set eyes upon
Never to feel the warmth of skin
Never to feelthe strength of arm

Tis the most evolutionary one
To yearn andnever know someone
To give it all and yet
Know there is no together sunsets

Never to hear the voice for real
Never to set eyes upon
Never to feel the warmth of skin
Never to feelthe strength of arm