I need you like
a pencil needs a sharpener
I need you like
a bouy with no sea
I need you like a
bar with no alcohol
I need you like
a bird with no bee
I need you like a war
with no end
and a story with no pen
I need you like the weather
needs a course
and the soul craves force
I need you like the
morning needs reason
the night feels excusing
I need you like
stuff we ignore
until it is more
like barnacles and mold
a bit left unsold
a remnant
a creeping lie
yet unresolved
I need you forever
and never
if truth be told
I need you
I don’t need you
I need you
Let’s grow old
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