L’amour Vrai

“..My insecurities, my devious nature, make it go away.” -Sola Sistim

I’ve come to the realization that I need love.
Not a relationship,
Not a good feeling,
But love.
I can’t find it,
I’m constantly in search of it,
Can you help me?
Is it at the bottom of a bottle,
Is is wrapped up in a man?
Is it the sexual gratification one can obtain so freely?
Give me,
Something.
Give me more.
Give me something
something that ascends sex,
something more than emotional.
Give me something spiritual.
Give me a light at the end of the tunnel.
Promise to never leave,
Promise to beg,
to stay,
to plead.
To never be filled with greed.
I grieve,
for what I see.

-N