Confused and in a daze
Our conversation made me numb.

I just wanted your touch
A fleeting brush with your thumb.

Maybe apart is best for us
Two planets in orbit, two parallel lines that never cross.

I just don't know . . . what should I do?
Struggling with this thought.

Content is what I should be
There is no side that can be bought.

No amount of jewels, or love can sway,
No more precious time for thought.