I have no idea
What we were thinking, to touch,
Yeah, we know too much,
There has been long aloneness
Years so many, tears like floods.
We stand before one another
Souls bare, connected somehow,
No secrets we fear to share,
Gently touching, sudden reach
Coming undone altogether.
Building fires passion feeds
Longing, wanting, needing, hope
Escalating into a future
Unimagined, never dreamed,
Could it be, could it possibly?
Hearts stutter, bodies quake,
Here together, be no mistake.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
