To your soul I'm related.
Looking beyond your intention,
and my expectation.
Did I forget to mention,
that I'm offering to tolerate
a broken heart?
Your mystery presents itself,
then fills the shadows with light,
and the holes with more ground.
Pain is my involvement.
I am tortured by your warm intimacy,
yet, it uncovers my soul and it's potency.
The push of the distant connections,
for which it only quickens;
as I never, really, want to arrive.
by Gary Hodges
Artists Credit: "Hands Of Time - by Tito Salomoni