Never was,
I am always to be.
No one ever saw me,
nor ever will.
And yet I am the confidence of all,
to live and breathe on this terrestrial ball.
What am I?
I am slim and tall, many find me desirable and appealing,
they touch me and I give a false good feeling,
once I shine in splendor,
but only once and then no more, for many I am "to die for".
It can't be seen, can't be felt,
can't be heard and can't be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
and empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
ends life and kills laughter.
What is it?