Unknowing

 
Fire reigns through my core  
As my arm brushes against yours.  
To savor the moment, I must'nt.  
For if I do, my emotions will be exposed  
And my heart will turn to dust.  
 
The existence of ones soul  
The intentions of ones body.  
The actions of ones mind  
The interference of time.  
 
He knows not of my Past  
He knows not of my Future  
He knows not of my Present  
 
He Knows Not of My Existence  
 
Zoë LeeaNora Holdsclaw
     5/29/13