years I've traveled down this desolate road,
pushed away,
wanting to find the one,
the one who doesn't hate me,
the one who doesn't use me,
just for a moment I can breathe,
to think of the kindred spirit,
who travels along,
side of me,
unknowing that I am there,
and I unknowing of it,
complete trust, honor, thoughts, love,
that will not diminish over short years,
my thoughts stay with this unknown,
as they fall on deaf ears,
complete me,
feel me,
our hands clasped,
wet, kiss, soft, touch,
tingle down my spine,
trembling tears tear through,
dissolving what I call new,
and never will.
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