The
lone
li
ness
lone
li
ness
has only one in line
and that’s me
Will you choose me?
Will you hold me
till we g-row old
The energy flows
and hits the lows
'cause there is no one
except
lone me
who meets myself
within me
I have abandoned myself million times
Yet you never arrived.
My self is
not my self
is the longing
of the union
Promised eons ago.
In this on going
I stand
in -ness
H -old me
till we g-row
Fragments of self and desire, where words break under the weight of longing and hope for connection.
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