Its the mechanical click of your thoughts,
so pretentiously predictable.
A witty retort there, a forseen pun there...
he wouldn't have slipped that way,
he surprised me and caught me off guard...
I don't want domination,
just that expressive familiarity of a mind at work...
give me something steel hard and lovingly filled with fire...
give me an active conscious and a moral divinity.
