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.