the library of the heart

Within these halls, where minds aspire to grow, Where seeds of future knowledge scholars sow, A different lesson sometimes goes untaught, The battles of the heart,the wars of thought. Not found in textbooks,bound in leather, cold, A story of the young,both brave and bold. She sits in silence in the library's keep, While others talk of loves that lull to sleep. Her eyes find one who makes her spirit soar, A feeling she's been taught she should ignore. A secret crush,a pulse, a fleeting glance, Not a mere slip,a flaw, or happy chance. But in her chest,a truth begins to bloom, Defying the assumption and the gloom. And he, who walks the campus, seeming free, Shares jokes and dreams with one who helps him see A world where he is whole,without disguise, A reflection of the truth within his eyes. Their bond is labeled,filed, and set apart, By those who haven't seen the core,the heart. They call it"phase," or "sin," or "a mistake," For a love real and fragile,for goodness' sake. So let these higher institutions be A place where every soul is truly free. Not just to master science,art, or pen, But to understand the human heart,and then To see that love is not a wrong design, When it is roote