Vagueness: The Ultimate Desire Poem by Atef Ayadi

i told her
i vague
or rarely simple.

she said:
'How is that'

I said:
'give me your hand!
trust me!

my request is simple:
i asked for your hand
and your responded.

now reading your hand
like a trusted psychic
a rough youthful love,
few kids,
money never has been an issue.

that is i call vagueness.

do you simply agree
or do you need time
to be start simple and end up seeking for vague questions.