Build-a-BEAR

I want you.... and You. I want your touch. I want your conversation. I want your sweetness . I want your safety. I want your stability. I want... you and You. I want your passion. I want your stamina. I want your intelligence. I want your street knowledge. I want all of YOU.

But how. How can I take a perfectly Perfect Bear and tear it apart to suit me. How? How can something be so beautiful, but yet so separate. I want two to be one. How can something so separate be so beautiful. Ignorance? Blindness?

YOU. I can only see YOU. Building a bear has never appealed to me... until now. Can contentment come when I’m wanting the build-a-bear? Building a bear isn’t possible. So begs the question, is contentment....