Longing for a Stroll by the Seashore

I enjoy gatherings but spare me the suffocation.         
                                  I fare not well with intrusion. 

I long for a quiet evening of introspection 
or a stroll by the seashore and my satisfaction 
                         relies not on external validation. 

I need my serenity for my sanity, not the agitation.
   And overstimulation only brings me aggravation.              

A self-sustainable lover would not fear desertion.
   He would give me enough space for expansion
                                                         and meditation.

He wouldn't hold me encaged like a possession 
thinking I would leave him stranded in isolation.

He would have the comprehension
I need to refill my cup in benefit of our union.


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