Do we not each yearn <br />For the soft, sincere brow of <br />Another's thoughts, the elementary <br />Warmth in feeling someone <br />Else's heart the way <br />Our own hopes long to be known? <br /> <br />Perhaps it is helpless exposure <br />To give over, ever so cautiously, <br />The thoughts that we, unaided, have thought— <br />The ghoulish nightmares, the uneasy <br />Realities—to place into someone else’s <br />Hands the simplicities of our heart. <br /> <br />Yet, is this not the great <br />Substance, the subtle essence of love: <br />That we, despite our failures, <br />Despite our falls, are there to calm, <br />To warm each other’s hearts, to smile <br />And sing and sigh, forever two? <br /> <br />To be, so simply, <br />Understood.<br /><br />Jonzo Bandwagoner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/elemental-ness/
