maybe i won't hold on

i find my self a wanderer ....
in the same second
conceived

an addict

finding common
traits, reading,
my friends

dependent upon
the commonality,
they breathe, with
me.

i am thriving
and wasting
like a heart
beat, a vibe
one in one
out, repeat
the breath

I never ask questions.
you wouldn't know that
for i am hungry, to know
more so to feel you, and
your presence, with in the
word.

the word.