I want
Posted on 30. May, 2007 by Barry Hurd in Coffee - Volume Two, Regret
I don’t want anything, except for the things everyone else has.
The moments of simple joy and quiet pause
when hope isn’t needed, or ever required.
I want the moment of life, simple and unedited
full of passion and lust, desire and greed,
when breathing is deep and sexual.
I want the seconds to last,
beyond the fraction of time I have, perhaps forever,
as I try to forget how frail my soul has become.
I want, too much, too many simple, basic things,
the kind of things that everyone else has,
that I simply know nothing of.