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Am I asking for much
I wish I could experience,
Love, that is so intense.
To exhaust that love
At love’s expense
To be left unwanting,
Fulfilled and content
Knowing that love has been well spent
Without fear that she will leave,
With the sense that I’ll die.
As she takes my children,
Just to hurt me so I cry.
I wish I could laugh
To feel the joy overflow
To be delighted and happy
These feelings I do not know
Instead of this sadness
And loneliness at my door
And hearing the repetitive words
“I don’t love you anymore”
This is not about sex
Its about fulfilling my every emotion
Of everything before and after
The kind of love and devotion
Like have the chance
To feel real romance
While I hold you and kiss you
In a romantic slow dance
Love and happiness like this
I don’t know, or see
I yearn for a special lover
That can show real love to me
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