What I Need Most

April 15, 2016

The water is clear as day,

I say as I lay eating food by the bay,

Although my stomach is filled and my thirst quenched,

I wallow in misery as my heart is wrenched,

For I am without the core of my life,

The kiss of a girl that could be my wife.

My needs are a blur when I think of love,

A majestic force from the clouds above,

I dream of peace and tranquility,

As I search for the person who will bring me stability,

My sanity is slowly failing,

As I escape further from thoughts of prevailing.

When I reach the end I lose my soul,

In the prison of a naive fool,

Then the clouds break and the storm clears,

As I stand on my feet and my core cheers.

There she stays as a holy divine,

Who becomes mine and lets my whole shine,

I say this now in triumph and satisfaction,

With no regrets of my past action,

If I were travelling a desert of land,

I would need only love for the coming sand.

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