I wonder what it's like to love 
In days history never saw,
To feel without our terms to glove
Emotions impossibly raw
And unrefined. If I should draw
On a letterless connection,
What would be its intimate law?
A look, a subtle detection,
A smile's tender introspection—
Those feelings which birth deep inside
A spirit's true genuflection.
Even before a word was tried,
A submission was made, a prayer 
To feel a touch lighter than air.