I remember the first time you touched me...
electricity ran up my spine...
With just a glance you send me...
add a touch and I leave this planet...
The effect is still the same...
every time...

The touch lets my mind rest...
knowing you still care...
I wish everyone could have this feeling...
Some  how it just doesn't seem fair...
That this sensation to some...
is so rare...

I thought I was living before I met you...
thought I was just fine...
Then you touched me...
and it blew my mind...

My body shivered and a tingle started to grow...
it ran up my back and into my head real slow...
but, it originates from way down below...

You awoke me from a trance...
that I'd been in for so long...
That I felt like a newborn...
left out in a storm...

Not knowing how to react...
or what to do next...
mind spinning...
while everything goes silent...

no fighting neighbors, sirens, TV or phone...
frightened at first...
or maybe just nervous...
Then you touched me again...
and I knew I was home...

I wonder sometimes what God was thinking...
when he gave us a second chance...
He's all seeing, all knowing...
He knew what would happen...
without a second glance...

We have free will...
as we did before...
So you think He would have...
just shut that door...

Gone on to something new...
giving up on me and you...
Or maybe there's hope...

Even now, with all that has and is happening...
in our world...
Things gearing up, tempers getting hot...
I have to believe that He did know the outcome...
when He gave us another shot...
And that gives me hope...
makes me believe he hasn't...
left us here to rot...

It gives me hope...
that God has not forgot...

We do have choices...
we can still make...
to prove that we did deserve a second take...

We are the most intelligent species...
on this planet...
But, we take EVERYTHING for granted.

We are selfish and greedy...
when there are others that are so needy...

They're is no difference between us...
Money and things won't change that...

In the end we all end up in the same place...
all that money you spent on your body...
and beautiful face all melting away...
in a natural decay...

You're money and material things all givin' away...
You're image and memory over time...
getting smaller every day...

Until no one remembers you anymore...
just like the homeless man...
they find dead, down by the corner store...

So maybe we should ALL take a deep breathe...
step back and count to ten...
Because if we don't...
there is no way WE are ever going to win...

I seem to cry these days over anything...
But, it all gets started the same way...
Starts with thinking of you...
at some point in the day...

Oh... don't feel so special..no..
cause I've realized...
These tears aren't all for you

Most are very, very old tears...
Only a few are new...

I feel I'm being cleansed...
Finally letting go...
able to start anew...
Maybe I can start a new journey...
with a different point of view...

Some tears are from my childhood...
Some are for my Father and Mother...
Some are for regrets I've had...
and some for my brother...

The tears for you always lead the way...
And then a lifetime of holding back...
makes them give way...

But, as these tears slowly dry up...
I will always thank you for getting them started...
I fear I would have held onto them forever...
If it wasn't for feeling brokenhearted...

I was in lock down for so many years...
I'm trying to think of the last time...
I cried, felt tears...
streaming down my cheeks...
for whatever reason...
Some secrets I want to keep...

I wish I could go back to that time...
when it was just me...
and I didn't seem to mind...

My social skills are almost non-existent...
I was too persistent...
I know where I went wrong...
Came out of the gate too fast...
way too strong...

Shortest romance in history...
chasing after her...
It's all one big blur...

For many years I felt nothing...
no happiness, bitterness or strife...
I was settled into thinking...
this is my normal, this is my life...

Now, I'm temporarily lost...
a compass with no direction...
desperately wanting to go back to the way I was...
  not showing any affection...

I don't want to feel...

Communication...
why is it so difficult...
I feel so comfortable around you...
Yet, I can't find the words...
It is so hard when my mind is thinking one thing...
and I have to watch the words that come from my mouth...
Make sure it doesn't give up what I'm really thinking...
what I really want to say...
It's like being in some sick play...
Be careful..don't want to chase her away...
But, I can say it here..
in this place, where words are enough...
and I can let my mind take the reigns..
This is what I would say to you..
I want to run my finger tips over every inch of you..
explore every curve, every freckle, leave the world behind...
Make love to you until you fall into a peaceful sleep in my arms...
And when we wake in the morning..
I can tell you what's on my mind...