I'm looking for you
In the happenstance moment
Of a flimsy day
And the private way
I'm looking for you
In the maybe next time
Of a clumsy try
And the wonder why
With memory hardly reconciled
Desire barely understood
I'm looking for you
In the waiting game second
Of a curlicue
And the old for new
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