To bridge the impossible void,
Between human minds and avoid,
Misunderstanding or worse yet,
Disconnect or even regret,
Tentatively expose my heart,
Naked and prone just for a start,
At communicating something,
Meaningfully dear, yet tempting,
And just maybe touching a soul,
Only an instant making whole,
A connection twixt two beings,
More than words tying the seeing,
But true integration of thought,
A breach of a guard wall that ought,
Allow for a moment's respite,
A sharing of souls as we sit,
That's what these faltering tries,
Attempt when they reach reader's eyes,
And hopefully you can now see,
Why it is I write poetry.