I know that there is a place to be
And there would be no squabbles.
The way you touched me
I knew we were meant to be
But we have never made love
Though we wished that we would have
They were just wishes come and gone
We have come under the gun
But there have been no wounds
Several times we came near to the path
But we were always afraid and shy
We have not done it before apart
From the time we did so with a sigh
But people said that it is not done that way
When I came near you
I discovered that you were waiting
And then I looked through
And we are awaiting
Something not our own
We had to part and pray
That we get to the knowledge
Of what the doers have to play
Before they get the privilege
Needed for making love
« return.