Jus outta reach...

Far enough away touch isn't connected... Jus outta reach so a mutual understanding isn't debated... Inches from fingerprints able to feel emotion come to life... Tryin to find a reason to mingle in life... Held in sights before skin volunteers the soothe... At a distance that halts on the move... At a stand still holding off so abilities are known... Until intent is given a chance to be shown... At the point of impact without being groped... Even though if things go well playtime will explode... As the initial stance figures on the pros n cons... Physical isn't the only way to enjoy the relevance of the bond... Comin together to collide when the time is right... Landin upon the texture once the motion cannot hide... Right at the tips of fingers I wait... Say my name.!.