Always the poet, never the poem

I yearn to feel the gentle touch of admiration’s affection

And for once, be deeply loved with clear intentions

The part of me that always wanted to be,

is homesick for the words that never held me 

I pour my heart onto the page

and watched my hopes be locked in a cage

I gave a love that's true

Yet I yearn to be loved the same too.

Always the poet, never the poem 

I write of love, but never the one I've known 

But I'll keep on trying to find the one

Chasing a dream that feels far from done.