How far will we go?
How much will we give?
Where will we know to stop?
We share silent thoughts
Across untraveled lengths:
Always revealing naught.
These plans and dreams
Fill our heads and days-
Times stills and flies, it seems.
The load is too much,
For just one, alone,
But together we'll have The Touch.
So step with me and cross
To take this one time chance,
Or never know of it's gain or loss.
2009