Friday, September 17, 2010

Veruca

Don't care how I want it now


I want love letters not texts
I want prayers not regrets
I want to be seen not fantasized
I want to be heard not patronized
I want you to kiss away the tears
I want truth and not your fears
I want love in purity
Not feigned disdainful hostility
I want hopes poured under stars
Not doubts huddled within your car
I want strength shattering double mindedness
Not cowardice manifested in distance
I want honest consistency
Not consistent hesitancy
I want you to paste this shattered glass
I want it all, I want what I ask

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