Desire






I want to seat next to you
And want to listen what you have to say.
I want to travel in your childhood,
I want to hold your hand 
under the open sky.
I want to know 
how you felt 
when nothing was going 
your way.
I want to be present there
in your hard times.
I want to see you cry.
I want to hold you.
I want to embrace silence 
with you.

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