We could spend our days
smiling at each-other,
caressing our souls
with tender words and looks.
We could spend our time
sharing secrets of life,
celebrating each gentle touch
across the universe of love.
We could spend our lives
being thankful for each breath
that keeps us together,
’till the next birth.
We could.
We don’t.
We won’t.
Why?
Alenka H., 2021