I don't want eventual.
I don't want someone else
or someone new.
I want burning fire;
to love is to burn
to be set a blaze and roast away the
feelings of
despair and loneliness.
I don't want another face
or a different smell.
I want familiar
to be home in the arms
of someone I know.
Is it wrong to want someone to share
to care about
to be loved
to be loved?
Oh what a feeling to
be loved!
I don't want 3 a.m.
or noon
I just want you
always.
What's so wrong with that?
-k.p.
May 26, 2016
