Her Name was Love

I have seen her,
though she was not there.
I have seen her smile,
I have seen her stare.

I have heard her laugh,
though she made no sound.
I have heard her heart,
though it did not pound.

I have touched her hand,
though I could not grasp.
I have felt her embrace,
though we did not clasp.

I have stroked her face,
though I felt no heat.

Yes, I have seen her.


But our eyes did not meet.