No need to ask

An all-consuming need
in touch to feel,
not on itself must feed
as crutch, as spiel,
as an excuse to s[p]eed
some 'big new deal'.
No thoughts concealed we'll seal
nor compromise ideal.

There was no need to ask
if this were true.
Before your birth my task
was tracing you.
Serene shared dream, both bask
as we renew
Love's cycle which two knew
could recommence on cue.

The word worlds we’d exchange
at first might seem
to others passing strange,
though not extreme.
Life's patterns rearrange
themselves as dream,
reality, may gleam
together as joy’s beam
rekindles love two knew
those lives before,
knocks barriers askew, -
open door overdue.

poem by Jonathan Robin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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