Waiting in a wanting feeling—
a body yearning; a heart always
searching
Lost in so many deep thoughts—
a mind caving,
'''trembling
two hands praying;
drunk on passions,
emotions
swaying....
Like old t-shirts—
we are torn....
between want and need;
what comes first?
'''and what will become
of us, when all that's left
is the difference between
the two?