"Wouldn't you love somebody to love?" - Jefferson Airplane
I find it painful how
even now I can be left desperate.
When I was small, I watched fish in tanks
and felt sorry for them,
now I only wonder what they see.
What I really want is to be bundled up
in cotton and held
until time has ended, and we will watch
the snow outside and wait in silence until
I know I am safe.
I can only see as fish see, stationary,
and what I really want
is for you to turn me in circles.
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