seek not for the pounding of the heart
but pursue the caress of the gathering
if it is not your true self,
then where is the wanting soul?

so be it if the caress is stymied
and in fairness we shall part
a good-bye without the tears
a life with no boundaries

a soul with no recourse

M Rene Riel

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-soul-3/