Unanswered


Fireworks tickle
Sparks zoom
I think that's what they call love
Your brass lock has no locksmith or key
your secrets remain hidden
why won't you come out?
answer
Although we often seek you:answer
there's always a specific response we want.
I won't listen, until you tell me yourself
That need to hear the desired
blocks from the truth we seek
The iron walls of want block the feathers of reality
The world spins, the fragrance of blooming flowers
swarm me
answer
none
My heart stays steady
until I hear
what it wants
you
flutter
answered

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