The truth in my eyes
show what I seek in life.
I seek out love,
a life full of it,
but never shall I take my fill.
For love my cup is always ready for more,
I cannot drink enough of the nectar presented
nor shall I ever be too full to take in more.
I wander in search of this fabled sustenance,
sung of by many,
experienced not by me.
It would silence all those doubts I hold within.
Doubts of myself, my life.
My goblet is empty,
dehydrated by the absence of love.
I have yet to find the well
that will give me all that I need to be.
Can a soul live without love?
I think not but I know not this truth,
for it has yet to be seen by my eyes.
I close these windows to my soul,
to sleep away the hours, the days, the weeks,
until love will have finally reached my heart.
For until that moment,
I have no will to live lonely days
seeing hands held,
kisses given,
never to me.
I survive for that one man
who will be life for me.