What May Come

28 Sep 2000

Walk this soul down twisted pathways
that cramp the health that begins to burgeon
in this heart.
I found your gentle strength
enticing
as you coiled your magic through my skin
caressed my hair with hands of care
and pulled my body into yours.
I pulled away.
You smiled and called me awesome
full of wonder at my soul
yet I know you unready
to commit your heart.
Still I analyze your actions
twist my brain around your intent
puzzle over my desires
when you are not my instant soul mate;
yet, your good heart
incredible mind and sensitive soul
could make you my future.
Business concerns could stymy any hope
of growing this respect
into a future possibility.
I am not certain I care.
Talk to me;
tell me the ways of your intent
so that I may walk carefully through
building our friendship,
this ghost of a chance,
to see what may come.


© 2000, Tara Tambolleo