One Kiss And What It Cost Poem by James McLain

Approachable I am, set aside your pride,
Though you never tried, I have learned how to bow.
And everything has changed it's not to late,
Must we stay apart, caught but never unaware.

A clear dream came to me and why you hide,
Loved before if ever loved, in sleep with you alive.
Alone or far apart each whispers what the other missed,
Each part not played,
Each road not crossed to soon it will be to late, you never asked.
That's when loves lost and at the cost of waiting to be asked.