"Midnight, thinking...finally wanting to share?"

I await this person
                        …longing.
Not too much,
      yet
not too little.

        I can see them.
                                                                                            Perhaps far away,
but maybe close.
Time and distance;
diStORtEd.

But    I‘m    still    standing    here.

I can [feel] them.
  A kindred spirit
  I am quite fond of,
                            though still a mystery.
A faceless entity,
relinquished from the petty restraints
    of
    “realities” lies.
I’ve not fallen                …just ready to rise.

If it is the “other half” we search,
will we be identical|lacitnedi?
                              //---this does not make sense.//
And if so…wouldn’t that make us but HA      lf a being?
Aspire to be F U L L,
Life is not considered    -mediocre.
    .Perfection does not exist...and just maybe this is how I like it.

Oh.

I crave…Desire.
            I desire to find you.

(To feel)
The sensation of being  touched
(for the first time.)
Embodied in a wi th er ing case
                      where the
                                ...shallow existence begins draining thin...
Don’t want to drown in
                                ...the barren wasteland                          ...
Drown in absence that floods.
                                Isn’t it so much more cruel?


~Uninterested in the things that
          are uninteresting.
                                     
                                    Give me something WiLD, {intense}!
                                                              Yet,
                                                      //composed\\
                                                        =intelligent=.
Keep my mind keen, my heart
e v o l v i n g;
                    THOUGH not wandering…wondering.
        Let boredom seeeeep away...
                                                              ...and drip into the past.
                              What ever will define a “dull moment”?


+This is enough.+

Pardon my ramble, my rant, my want…
I guess I was tired of keeping this one a secret.
Done with passing everything by
                                                                as it passes by me.

+but this isn’t the end.+