why do you continue to
wander in the
nowheres while I
continue to sit here
and wonder if
or when or
why there is this
longing inside my
mind (or is it my cells)
to be with you,
to be madly, wildly,
eyes open, heart soaking
in love with you, love?
if you kissed my steps
would i know it?
how do i long so
badly for something,
someone, i don't even
really know exists?
but you do, don't you,
you must,
because i was made
for loving. (this is true)
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