Lost and Found
By: Devin Cade

To the dream with lost regard,
Is that in closed eyes refined
yet awakens the truth
of the bounty not yet defined.

I see a heart completely true
urging mutual fulfill
as if a hunger met satisfied
moving graceful and yet so still.

Granted insecure feel,
I see such refinement,
Almost unnecessarily,
I find the thought, near retirement.

Confusion is of low grasp,
Wants and needs appearance,
Can’t find clasp.

With this indecisiveness 
I shall rest,
My answer is answered
In eccentric jest.



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