The stream of my tears streaks my face...leaving cleansed stripes along my cheeks...I breathe heavily in saddness over loss of soulful companionship...Not that  I'm in any desparate need but it would be nice, you know?  Being alone do have its perks...but nothing soothe your soul more than vibing with someone on a much higher level than your friends...It has been a long time since I felt a tender touch...a touch so fine it'll make your armhair stand in a good way...I long for such a feeling...To be kissed now to me would be like being kissed for the first time...a teenage kiss...I am at a loss as to how to act when I get that butterfly feeling...when I have that person my spirit connects to...naturally...like an electric current...with no coarsion...when two sets of eyes meet it is like an ultramagnetic pull...it is that intense...

© 2006 Jay Wes