What do you really want? Is all beauty so cruel that it denies it's true purpose, or does FATE decide in some seemingly unfair way to misguide two hearts into close proximity, only to keep them at bay with painful promises of blissful samples filled with sweet somethings of what COULD have been? Deeper and fuller are the expressions of want and have..... I HAVE need for nights nostalgic with necessities nestled closely to never examined WANT of those things unshared and unsettled. Unshared is to uncovered as tasted is to smothered....appreciated and NEVER wasted....thought upon debated ill-fated....I see the color of moments moving me. Yes. My I is wide open and captured by you who make the BLIND see the impossible and the DEAF hear the songs of angels. Open your mouth and sing. Glory. Touch the taste made to savor slowly enjoyed is this flavor.....MOUNTAIN GROWN and good to the last drop. Wide open and nothing can save her. WHAT DO YOU REALLY WANT?