Unknowing

I am unknowing of your intentions
Clueless of your plans
Uncertain of your motivations
Unsure what's hiding in your hands

I am missing all your feelings
Naïve of your thoughts
Unconvinced of your next move
Oblivious to your fault

So share with me your secret adventure
Tell me your demands
Find in me your deepest pleasure
As time is running through our hands

I am unknowing of your intentions.

A sudden thought, really, of one of the few times in my life when I truly didn't mind being utterly confused about something or someone.