your touch
the sound of your voice
reaching out to me
caressing my body

without
thinking
feeling
wanting

your touch
reaching out to me

I phone
I talk
you listen
I shouldn't
but I do

I know
you know
where this is heading
I shouldn't
but I do

forgive me

moving slowly
breathing
stretching
sensual

still
smiling
moving deeper
touching

over and over
I say to myself
you know the reality,
the truth,
the way he is
over and over
you know no change
will come
dreaming of something
that will not be
torture yourself with fantasy
you know no change
will come
the way he is
over and over

those that do not want
will not have
those that can not look beyond
will not see
those that will not share
will not know

they will lose
they will miss out

unless things change
which they might
unless things evolve
which they may

do not let their loss
be your concern
now or ever

I do believe
I do believe
I do believe
I tell myself
I do believe

doubt lingers
causing pain
making waves
anxious, worried

I do believe
I tell myself

unsure of why
or how or when
it will come
push it away
push it away

I do believe
I do

something started
something good
halted

something good
something wanted
halted

something wanted
something needed
halted

torn from my heart
something
halted

that's what you said
but you're not
daily
remember?

starting now
starting over
forget counting
daily

difficult
I know
sometimes more
than others
daily
remember.

can it really be
this is how I feel
without looking

can it really be
this is how I feel
without touching

to see beauty, do we need to know beauty
to see love, do we need to know love
how much of the outside must we let in
before we can really be

truly be
wholly and completely.

what do you do
when there are two
so different
yet so needed

what do you do
when there are two
why can't they be one
can't they be the same

what do you do
when there are two