Bonding
I saw, I felt, I new Worried, to miss the chance The chance, to connect To miss, the one chance That, once in a lifetime Chance Standing, wanting to help Inept I, like a sack of potatoes Unhelpful, but wanting And then you fell Feet banging, on chair Naturalness You first, looking up I, half on side, then, half on top So near, yet far You, directing, get closer The energies flowing Difficult