This desert feeling
Lonely and tired,I hunger and thirst in vain,
walking aimlessly through
this hot desert plain.
Wary and worn,
clothes tattered and torn,
hoping for something to fill my
insatiable hunger and thirst,
unknowing of whether or not
I would die first.
Why am i here suffering through this?
These thoughts cross my mind,
all for love, or is it that it's what
hope to find.
Can a love that makes me feel
such a yearning for lack,
be worth all this toil and me
breaking my back?
Desires within me to be filled
with precious care,
a longing, an aching for you to be
here,
here in my world making it ours,
you and me blossoming like
beautiful flowers,
but all beautiful things need precious
care and attention,
like all women have the need for
love and affection.
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