Synonymous…   [POEM]

*Randumb Thought*

I’m just tired

of talking,
having to say it,
having to imagine it,
having to believe and hope,
for it…

I just want to have it.
I want to be it,
and receive it,
know it,
be able to trust it,
to be part of it.

I want it to be known,

Safe. Secure. Significant.

I want to be proud of it,
and likewise
I want it to be proud of me…

Let’s call it peace.
Or happiness.
Or right.
Or well.
Or love.
Or wealth.
Or good.

Or, Her.


©2016 Cornelious “See” Flowers


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