Not knowing…

All about you, I’d like to know
the things that make you smile
the ‘car crash’ that still hurts you
the love you lost, still feel.

All lives have wounds and splinters
not all have you as I do, or me
as you, to heal, to mend, to restore
faith in, in being, giving, feeling.

Open a door to your inner self
without fear of slamming in your
face so perfect, even with a tear
shed knowing not knowing you.

No Bodies

She of an age, not young
nor old, she knows he
knows, her lines and eyes
he pins within a decade

He shows his own, tells
who asks, yet as if, he
not believed, she says
(more wish) he can’t be

No time to tell, no hand
to hold, line after line
she feels, he too, soul bites
no sound, no bodies.