A man Without Existence

the moment the world turned she was in existence to our need and light began from there without a child nor reason discovered. She held our hand until we stood up again. then she breastfed us into existence. we could not every the moments of her touch the warmth of Her skin while we were cold and under our blankets in the cold. and still today we are trying we ask ourselves why we cling to them the way we do. A man without existence is as plain as two people trying for the same woman but only getting to Her as a man when is ready to speak and to talk but not a handshake. she is willing to know and understand who we are in life.   Patsy.