Their Need But Never Their Want

You have this attraction from my caring touch to your body..

The way I word my words to you..

My eyes filled with my soul striking into your own..

The blessing of being needed by you and them..

Needing my words, my touch, my existance 

Never did anyone stay for  their needs never ever...

Instead they cared for women hidden by outside attractions 

When her soul was nothing but a threat to their being

Having a bright soul was never as important

As needs never are 

Its the reality of life we want what we want but never realize what is needed

So as my soul was as beautiful as my face 

It never ever mattered to them... Being outbeat by the beauty of the next