Feel.
What do I feel?
Love? Hate?
Hurt? Lust?
I know what I want to feel.
I know how I want to feel when I'm with you...
But would I really be able to tell you how I feel?

Feel.
How do you feel?
Angry? Sad?
Like? Dislike?
I know how I want you to feel.
I know how I want you to feel when your with me.
But would you really tell me how you feel?

A new love.
One whose life and thoughts I know nothing about.

A new hand.
One whose fingers can slide so simply between mine.

A new heart.
One that beats...well thats a start.

A new life.
Different and strange, but straining to show me its wonders.

A new feeling.
Indescribable.
Yet begging to spill onto paper.
Unknown.
Yet familiar.

Feel.
Feel.
Feel.
How do we feel?