My Needs Are Yours

My needs are yours.
Although our desires,
May be on separate shores.

When you crave and hunger,
For a life to satisfy your appetite.
I too am there...
With an unquenching thirst.
Hoping that a nourishment,
For us delights.
Never from us to slowly desert,
Or without a moment's notice...
Instantly abandons!
With a sudden flight disliked.

My needs are yours.
Although our desires,
May be on separate shores.
I taste with you in my thoughts.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Comments (1)

Liking this one Lawrence...great write...Fi 10+++