Weep

Weep I want my next connection to be my last, And I want it to be a connection that I know will truly last. If the connection is lost due to ill-communication breakdown, I hope in the universe there can be heard its eternal sound. I want an upgrade on what I have had. I want the possibility to become a Dad. I want a woman who joins me in my laughs. When I write poems for her, I want her to be sad. Not the feeling; just the illusion. I want her tears to create confusion. I will ask why so sad? She will say they are happy tears. I will weep with her, for years and years. (C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.