Quench me,
My lips are dry,
My heart's a desert,
My needs are sand dunes,
My mind a sand storm.
Seek me,
Find me,
I hide behind my fear,
All my affections will be here,
Everyday am close to tears,
If you refuse yourself to hear.
Want me,
Need me,
Your attention feeds my heart,
Your touch heals my wounds,
Your words tease my flesh,
Your affections quench my thirst.
heh! the rhyming is on top. its deep real deep. nyc.
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