I know what I want,

But there's more that I want,

Just more than one.

I want to feel,

To have,

To know-

At last,

To heal my past,

Remake my path,

Without the math!

So here my Desires,

Will fuel my fires,

To what will not transpire,

For fulfilling the dire-

Needs of wanting,

Beloving,

But here I'm shoving-

It all away for nothing,

Because they're just Desires,

And they'll just deflate-

Like tires;

With a loss of air,

Sinking below,

With a big old tear,

Where I wouldn't know-

Where to go,

To become one again,

With "more than a friend,"

To stay with until the world's at end.