The Emergence Journal

we could have been great together. If only we had our first date. Some forty years before. It's hard seeking a companion and lover     in our advanced years. Most are set in their ways     and unforgiving. Not as open as in our youth. We create such a narrow booth to dwell in     towards the end. It becomes harder to make new friends. _______________ copyright ©️ 2023 SDKilmer, LLC All Rights Reserved www SDKilmer com 

In a store, or,      a shopping mall. Of all the women who pass me by, I wonder whose not standing tall? Which one sees me, liking what she sees? Yet no one ever stops me to say,       Hello! Or are they more like me; not finding      the words that might draw us to      one another     like birds     and bees? I'd love to love you, honey. But I'd love to know who you are first. I'd love to love you, honey. I need to know who I'm loving, not to      be cursed. I need to learn your depth, it's not     any worse. I want to know your secrets, I don't      care about your money. I'd love to love you, honey. Like two ships passing in the dark; We go our own way; never stopping      to say, Hey! There must be a compatible mate. Hope to find her before it's too late. We go so fast. Never realizing the      lost opportunity. If only I could love you, honey; but I      need to know where you are. _________________ copyright ©️ 2023 SDKilmer, LLC All R