A Dream Appeased

after a thousand moments of seeking and dusting through old desires
new ones arouse, but not for the lover in me.
not for the love of sound, sight, and beauty.
it was only for the yearning of complacency.
and monetary security
after your years have passed,
new examinations gather
to form a mass, which form two roads-
road a and road b.
you choose b, fooling yourself that
you are actually choosing the in between.
the love, it dries...
you try to tend to it with water
with sun, 
with talk and with reason,
but in a solitude state,
it yearns no more.


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