into this desolation

solitude –

precursor to loneliness.

disassociation of self –

from soul.

plunged head first –

into this desolation…

where do you turn to find

acceptance –

what price – the need?

compassion comes,

but not without cost.

smiles –

transparent,

masking pain –

unrealized.

abandon –

cruel nemesis to faith,

prevails –

hurt sustains!

more than much…

into this world we’re born –

craving affection –

warm caress,

open arms,

love…

and as we walk along life’s journey

we search for that – connection –

eyes that meet,

glance shared,

confirmation of mutual admiration…

yet –

it seems –

that if that touch,

that – embrace –

falls outside the paradigms of social acceptance –

we push away,

close doors,

retreat…

why is it –

my friend –

my feelings invade your – right?

my need exceeds your – allowed?

i have only everything to give to you –

sunlight on a cloudy day –

care, more than all of life’s unconcern –

and love –

pure as fire,

real as touch.

i only want to be that which you need – 

all of want – more than much!