Weep

 

I want my next connection to be my last,
And I want it to be a connection that I know will truly last.
If the connection is lost due to ill-communication breakdown,
I hope in the universe there can be heard its eternal sound.


I want an upgrade on what I have had.
I want the possibility to become a Dad.
I want a woman who joins me in my laughs.
When I write poems for her, I want her to be sad.


Not the feeling; just the illusion.
I want her tears to create confusion.
I will ask why so sad? She will say they are happy tears.
I will weep with her, for years and years.


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