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I wish, I want, I need...


I wish, I want, I need. I need that most intimate of human connections. I need love, with all of it's confusion, with all of the irrational questions, all of the uncertainty, the language spoken by eyes, lips, hands, breath, and heat. I need it sans more'. The love that transcends age, rank, wealth, possession, position, knowledge, or sin. I want it, I have to fucking have it.

There can not be anything else for me. And someday soon, I will find it. She is out there, I know she is. I see her. There are, there were, many thoughts passing through my mind. And not the least of which, I find amusing. Can desire for one woman, one truth, be distilled into a single moment? If so, then our moment has passed. I tell you, in every way that I know how, that I am in love with you. You do not seem to hear me. Set me free, leave me be, I do not want to spend another moment in your Gravity. But, the thing is, I am already there. I am already sucked in by how you make me feel, the things you make me want. I want you. I simply, whole heartedly, want you. But, to you, I am, I seem to be, an annoyance, a detail. I am not important enough to make you change your plans, to help you to alter your routine.

I am tired now......



~Scott