Lack of love [a poem]
Give me love, the one thing I have always needed, the one thing I have ever desired, the one thing I look forward to, the one thing that keeps me going.
Give me love, and I will blossom like the lilies of the valley, shine brighter than diamond, glue to you more than super glue, and keep you knitted in the warmth of my embrace forever.
Give me love, and I will rekindle my glowing splint like oxygen, exude my lustre in all awesomeness, and show off my wings as I fly high in the sky.
Give me love, and I will smile like I used to, forget the ordeal of loneliness, fight off the disregard of old age and reassure my cheeks that I could still smile.
Give me some love, some undiluted love, the love that exudes from your presence, the warmth that comes only by your touch, the warmth that only you can give.
Give me some love, the only thing I have ever desired, the only thing I have ever asked of you, the only thing you know that I need. Only then can I fly again like the eagle that I am.