My soul is deprived,
Thirsty, needy,
Wanting more of you.
My palette is dry,
Looking forward
To being with you.

Sharing in your aura,
Knowing your embrace,
Hearing your ideas,
Taking in your face.
Listening to your heart,
Knowing as I do,
You’ll become more a part
Of me; I of you.

Your soul is what I’m thirsty for.
It fills a void in me.
My soul is never more deprived
Than when you have to leave.


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