How is that we all want the same and yet we wander seeking in the dark?
Things prior are no longer relevant.
But in the moment, sensuous moment, we seek that touch and that ever fleeting heat of another.
Do we learn?
Do we care?
Do we just want that longing stare?
It’s the ever burning question.
Do we get an answer?
Or do we spend our moments seeking the other as a dancer?