What’s it like, to know something so beautiful?
To see this beauty that twists like silk ,
in a gentle breeze that still takes your breath away?
It’s so beautiful, yet has a name I can’t speak,
for it’s the beautiful thing I never heard of.
I’ve seen glimpses; it’s radiance hard to miss.
I can see how it touches the people around it;
how it caresses those safe in its embrace.
I see a man and a woman wrapped in that beauty;
how they sit oh so close with bright smiles.
I see two women also in that embrace;
fingers- interlocked, the glow of that embrace ever present.
I even see two men in that omniscient embrace;
their radiance mingling with the familiar beauty.
Familiar in denotation, but not familiar to me.
Is this beauty friendship? Is it love?
I don’t know, for I haven’t heard of it.
I can only stare in confusion and another burning emotion.
What’s it like; to be in love?