Understanding

May 09, 2007 20:15

I do not understand
It's not love
Nor is it lust
Something in the middle
Tangiable yet untouchable
On the tip of my tongue
But slipping my grasp
Compelled to understand it
Fearing what that may bring
Complications not needed
Still forward I move
Reaching for it
Curious to behold
Knowing that the end
May only be a beginning.
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