Want

Want hangs on

to honesty

along with anything –

want,

the adventure

of man, and we

are generally

off-centered

perfect beings

in the evening,

Godfearing,

knowing Promises of our

casually sincere

meetings.

A friend’s touch…

are you?

Love

, or

else, acting on

new intrigues

with

new loves, the

t r y i n g,

that desperation,

almost like the change

that me or you

go to

for slightly personal

Hellos.

I

want

emotions,

someone who…

and

I

Ask for

the poor and

uncomfortable,

the normal

stranger,

that’s fine, too.

And I ASK

for

you!

In and

without,

and

so kind I’ll

have to believe

irrationally,

addicted to

afraid, but I’m not going to be

perfect, man…

on that

passion, I’m

a people to love,

and I could tell it

was you,

with your

helpful curiosity,

emotion, fury;

listen, just you,

easy acting,

logic, have

your simple

sensitivity, be

for me, I’ll be true

for you.

On Tradition

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