Wednesday, November 2, 2011

I need you.

I need you,
water on my lips,
you quench a thirst from my parched soul that's cracked and blistered from long days and nights of wandering alone in the desert of this earthly existence.

I need you like a starved child waiting for a scrap in the dirt,
huddled in a corner,
my big brown eyes look to you in a stare of silence where words couldn't capture the terror I feel inside.

I need you,
like a fire needs the wind,
Feeding the flame with a natural fuel creating an inferno from the smallest of sparks,
cleansing the heart.

I need you.