The Human Requirement of Love

In this darkness

Enclosing hearts in storms of hate

We search.

We search for these facets of light

Illuminating the empty spaces

We look endlessly for faces

That are not clueless

Niavely wondering what it might be

On that which we have spent precious time

That which comes default in our existance

Some call it feeling

If this is certain

Why must we search?

For feelings grow inside our hearts.

They shape and form,

They quiver through our soul

What if such feeling

We all must search unceasing

Resides within us

As well as choice to share this feeling

With people who enter our lives,

Also Searching... Always searching