We bumble now
hearts still trying to decide
as we revolve haphazardly
around similar sun and pond
if we will like
endure sado-masochistically
bumping into one anothers’ emotions

Too much past pain-
Oh yes, they did leave callouses-
perhaps it all
won’t hurt so much
to try
to step on toes
on the way
to Profound

If you’re worth it
So must I be
Else suicide
might follow logically
We don’t want that-
too pristine are
our buried hearts

I love you
Intellect has lost
its Power

c2011 GC Cameron
For BWL in Stoke and Scouts