It was the fence that kept them apart.
Fingers slipping through the cool aluminum,
Just to feel the touch of the other hand before them.
Their pastures had become like fears, thwarting their ability to move forward.
For a moment,
They forgot their differences.
It was here they met,
Where he first came to her,
As she spread her legs to fly,
Picking up a piece of him, she would never release.
It was that moment, where love became drawn out of crayon,
It was at the fence, where she made her love known to his deaf ears,
He stood there, kissing her fingertips through the gaps.
A sign she could not understand.
As his silence supported her concern.
His eyes full of her.
Thick with need.
it was here, that love became unheard and unspoken.