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Click hereThe desire to touch, feel, caress.
Someone worth dying for,
Someone who you get.
That longing is so old, it transcends time..
And space is something that gets very old
When your stuck in a place.
Where time is nothing more,
Then something that sits, just wastes
Do you understand,
The desire to touch, feel, caress
Someone worth dying for.
Someone who you to do get.
and I think I understood most, especially the desire to touch those who you get. Thanks for the courage to be simple (but not simplistic), no masks needed.
There's a good conversational tone in this piece that allows me to excuse the repeated phrasing. You seem to want to make a mirror of this poem but fall a little short in the last line. Check for the typo, of the extra "to" in there. A solid poem. Thanks for sharing.