4-4-04
3:34 am
I sit.
Searching for hours.
For anything you have read.
Searching for your view.
How you see the world.
Searching for what you tell them.
How you read their writes.
Searching for something within me.
That you can see the same way.
Searching for the words.
To make you read with your mouth open.
Searching for something you own.
To make you see all of me.
Searching for anything you have touched.
The things that provoked you in response.
Searching for hours.
Searching for you.
I just keep searching.