Meant To Be

Can’t have you but want you.
Bathing in dreams of possibilities.
Hands touch your hips, lips touch lips.
Eyes, hair, scent; heart connection meant
to be.

Fate shouts yes, no, maybe.
Joins yet demands we keep our distance.
Heart touches heart, carefully, timidly.
Fear be damned; heart connection meant
to be.

Wanting

Dreaming aching
longing singing
bells ringing
connecting
seeing
hoping believing
wanting and
waiting for
loving