R u waiting
for someone
Too?

R u wanting
for someone
Too?

Sitting or laying?
Wishing or praying?
Fearful or playing?

Alone with a phone
is still
alone

Alone with a poem
is still
alone

Artfully alone
waiting
for your touch

That crushes
syllables
to dust

Makes
my heart
bust

All smiles
post
great lust

I want that
Where are you
now


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