listening to the scientest,
love un fullilled.
empty sex, left in a hurry
its a shame for us to part.
thinking of another, but day dreaming
during the waking hours of am.
if only my thoughts were to come true,
while in the arms of another, with yet another
in my mind.
decisions, guessing, pulling the puzzel apart.
questions, progress, love at last
but i must wait
until; the emotional hole is patched
the spring returns to nature
the lights ficker, its time
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