Weep

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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