Dear Haiku,
There is something inside of me... something deep. Something locked away, something hidden..something wanting to shout out. Wanting to be heard, wanting to be loved, wanting to be acknowledged, wanting vindication. Wanting respect, wanting loyalty, wanting tranquility... something there... something hot... something sensual and compassionate...what is it I wonder? Do I dare seek it out? Do I dare bring it forward? Do I dare answer the longing call? Do I dare?? Do I dare? Don't I? ........ ...... I think I do.... till next time...fare thee well..
There is something inside of me... something deep. Something locked away, something hidden..something wanting to shout out. Wanting to be heard, wanting to be loved, wanting to be acknowledged, wanting vindication. Wanting respect, wanting loyalty, wanting tranquility... something there... something hot... something sensual and compassionate...what is it I wonder? Do I dare seek it out? Do I dare bring it forward? Do I dare answer the longing call? Do I dare?? Do I dare? Don't I? ........ ...... I think I do.... till next time...fare thee well..
