Tell me a story
Of the things you want
Tell me your tales
Of the places you haunt
Show me your heart
What your see in the mirror
What tears you apart?
What god says when you hear her?
It is all just instances
Guiding us toward the now
All just hearts and souls learning
The intimacies of why and how
Tell me how I can reach you
And the secrets you know
Tell me how to approach
Where to hasten and slow
Tell me what a kiss means
And when I’d be brazen to touch
Tell what songs you sing alone
What memories are just too much
Do not hold back the burdens
Those that are too much to bear
Do no hide what you value
Or mask that for which you care
Be cautious and careful
For I would be to
But for those things I ask
Answers maybe be slow
Yet please make them true
Gene G. McLaughlin 2015