In Need Of Rain

20 Jun


To love without tears
is as spring without rain;
to love is but to cry,
whether pleasure or pain.

No desire e’er be sated,
for its purpose is plain;
that we are but wanton,
‘ere it leaves us insane.

‘Tis human to have need
of passion and its stain;
the drive of that hunger,
‘ere desire must remain.

For when want is sated,
e’en love begins to wane;
tho’ content, we still desire,
as the sky in need of rain.

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Posted by on June 20, 2016 in My Poetry



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