Poet 11586

What Use Am I

What uses is my touch
If you cannot feel it
What use is my hand
If you can't reach to hold it
What use are my eyes
If you can't see my emotion
What use are my lips
If you don't long to kiss them
What use is my heart
If you can't feel my passion
What use is my soul
If you can't feel my longing
What use are my dreams
If you don't rush to meet them halfway
If you can't hope and dream
Along with me
I'll depart
Because I know
Somewhere there is love
I'm bound to
If it can't be you