I want someone with hard passion
rooted at the heart
with no time for pretending
no time for hiding
I want lightning and thunder
and tornadoes
not a tranquil calm serenity
give me those
tell me where they are hiding
and I will go to them and say,
"My brother, my sister, my friend."
no time for shallow talks
or superficiality
only deeper than ocean talks
bluer than the blue sea
greener than envy 
higher than the high skies above

 

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