The Hunger

Like a desolate flower alone in a field,
I await the warmth of your touch

Your tender words to nourish me,
To bring me out of the long cold winter and
into the full sunlight that only you can provide

Without your loving kindness my heart would wither and die
I hunger for you to be near me
I thirst for that which only you can provide

Come to me,
I tremble at the mere thought of it
Together we can survive any hardship

All it takes is one drop
Show me that you care and I will flourish and
never leave your side.


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