FUNCTION

I am a man of admiration

I admire rather much

From the flowing of a moment

To the memory of a touch

I love to live in longing

I love to live and long so much

I Am the flower that you offer

From the one you dot, dot, dot…

You were never really broken

You were never really lost

You had never really lost them

To the ones you’d hoped to love

You’re only purpose is intention

You’re only cause, the cause that’s lost

So give into your endeavors

Given in your only cause

There’s no reason left

For hesitation

It’s just frustration, then a pause

Just square back into your junction

It’s an existential function.