It is awkward.
I just met you
and I feel
bewildered.

Just kissed your softness
and those lips -
feels like I forever
want an answer
to our bodies' present,
without the excuse
of time.

I just touched you
Forever.
I just talked
to the Internal One in you.

At least you told me
That you cared.
And that thought
Is the fuel.

And the distance
Will be scarce
When we learn our names
At will.

For the ethereal
Is more palpable
When the soul
Drives us all away.

It is genuine.
We just talked
Our talks
Away.

Just kissed your hand
and those lips -
feels like I'd want
forever an answer
to our bodies' present,
without the excuse
of time.