Human interaction demands a time
to recognize our soul is driven by
a passion we sometime do find sublime.
Our ability to withstand a cry
will certainly indicate our penchant
toward running the show, calling the shots.
Much like quiet the observant merchant
who sees and values what customer spots,
the human condition holds needs velvet.
A touch, a tease, a trace of fingertips
will suggest a love beyond mind’s kismet.
Our need to hold and feel so often flips;
dials choice’s mystique in good conscience
when then a conscious choice be left to chance.