So many men that I shall never meet. <br />Eyes that will never lock with mine <br />an instant, in a glance that says <br />that I've existed just a moment <br />in their consciousness. So many <br />fingertips that will not spark <br />a flash of recognition, <br />a pulsing second of what could be, if... <br />So many men whose voices I may hear, <br />whose faces I may glimpse, <br />whose bodies may excite my fantasy, <br />but whom I'll never meet, <br />and who will never meet with me...<br /><br />Janice Windle<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/journey-inwards-collection-greener-grass-men-that-i-shall-never-meet/
