My middle name might as well be Goldilocks because I just want enough.

A location between absent nothing and gilded indulgence.

Locked in a bloody war between the has and the has not.

A grey middle ground that is hard to spot.

X marked directly on the location of satisfaction.

A map that looks different to everyone that reads it.

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I want more than nothing.

Experiences that highlight temptation.

Even the flavors tasted but never again.

Let it enrich my soul.

Force me to shine in ways that I never knew I could.

Draw the colors out of me.

***

I want less than greed demands.

Let it remain special to me.

Not overwritten over and over again until meaning is lost.

Even the most beautiful painting requires shadows after all.

More than what could be drowned out by overexposure.

If my heart is to be drawn, I would like that beauty to remain.

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More than a tease.

Less than a mouthful.

A balance of the seen and unseen.

Let me receive exactly what I need.

Patience is better than choking on it all.

Let me have exactly enough.