Eileen Manassian Poet Dramatic Monologue

My Need For Love

My need for love
is never sated
it's not dated
but continuously present
ever feeling
always reeling
from its demands
it gets out of hand
you can't possibly understand
My need for love...

My need for love
is longevity's flame...
I feel no shame
it's always the same
it sears
and never fears
but scorches and torches
any barrier
livid carrier
it roars
temperature tempter
it soars
flaring and daring
not even caring
that I burn 
that I yearn
for more of its heat
to be complete
it blazes
endless kindling
stoking the fire
delirium and desire
together conspire
to take me up higher
till I combust 
consumption on repeat
all in my trajectory
consumed history...
what a tragedy
for me
is this...insatiable entity
my need for love...

My need for love
is never quenched
temerity of thirst
always at its worst
It withers me
can't escape...can't be free
its depth demonstrated
its force contemplated
this love well never fills
though fed till it spills
offering liquid thrills
it kills...for in no time, you see
it feels empty to me
can it be?
my need for love...

My need for love
is insatiable
I weep, I weep
for no one can keep
a steady supply
and I wonder why
I sigh
I die
there's not one reply to
My need for love

My need for love...
well now that you know
cause I've put it on show
My love, are you able
to keep it all stable
supply and demand
with your lips, with your hand
be the fullfiller
liberate from this killer
satiation subscriber
desire docilizer
need nullifier of...
My need for love

Yes, my need for love
from sated to abated
fully consecrated will be
when you make love to me

Eileen Manassian

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Richard Lamoureux July 16, 2018 at 8:53 AM Need flows in many directions.

Richard Lamoureux July 16, 2018 at 8:39 AM Need is a powerful thing.

Pashang Salehi June 1, 2018 at 12:44 AM Mine too... the only thing that I need more of, ... is more love...

Pashang Salehi June 1, 2018 at 12:44 AM Mine too... the only thing that I need more of, ... is more love...

Richard Lamoureux May 30, 2018 at 3:43 PM This is a tsunami of love Eileen! Lucky guy...

Daniel Turner May 29, 2018 at 9:51 PM Whew! That's a lot of love Eileen. Make sure he has a good back and a good heart! Spirited write and immensely enjoyed:) Eileen Manassian May 30, 2018 at 4:59 AM haha...loved the response. I'm glad you liked this piece. When one is truly loved, one understand the mysteries of life. :) Hugs

Sunlite Wanter May 29, 2018 at 6:16 PM I was surprised at the ending - but happily. To need love so badly.....well, it would have been so sad if it didn't happen. Eileen Manassian May 30, 2018 at 5:01 AM Thanks, Sunlite. I'm contemplating writing a follow up to this poem which depicts that very scenario. One of the worst...most demoralizing...most humiliating instances is exactly that...when physical love is withheld. Thank you for your post.

Carolyn Devonshire May 29, 2018 at 5:37 PM A spirited declaration supported by many clever lines and rhymes, Eileen. Enjoyed the quick tempo in this poem. Sort of had me rocking all the way through it. Awesome! Hugs, Carolyn Eileen Manassian May 30, 2018 at 5:03 AM Thank you, dear. It was a little too long, but....I just had to keep going. I enjoy the topic and it moved me along too. Will be by to visit you soon. Hugs, dear.

Paul Callus May 29, 2018 at 4:26 PM Indeed, it has to be someone special to fully satisfy this demanding need for love, Eileen!! Hmmm fascinated and intrigued by the phrase "supply and demand":) Hugs // paul Eileen Manassian May 30, 2018 at 5:04 AM Well, that us ideal when supply meets the demand. It isn't always the case, is it now. ;) Oh...to be free to write to one's content. I'm enjoying this...Hugs, dear. Please check your email.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart May 29, 2018 at 4:09 PM Wow. <3 <3 <3 Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart May 30, 2018 at 8:12 AM Tis! A lovely day to you sweet Poetess xomo! Eileen Manassian May 30, 2018 at 5:05 AM I take that as a compliment. Thanks, dear. <3

Alexis Y. May 29, 2018 at 3:51 PM Wow! Eileen, I thought I could write love and romance well but when I read this I see that I have a lot to learn. I found this to be sensual , passionate and hot, hot , hot! It was romantic as well. I agree with Jan, you are the Queen of this genre and you manage to make it look so darn easy. Excellent job:-) Alexis Eileen Manassian May 30, 2018 at 5:06 AM HOT HOT HOT...Sizzle and blaze. :) I enjoyed writing this piece, dear. Thank you for the lovely words of encouragement. I've been in a bit of a rut lately and I need to get back to writing. :) Hugs

Mystic Rose Rose May 29, 2018 at 3:22 PM Your words are full of passion and warmth, I have enjoyed reading it. Thank you for sharing have a great day. Eileen Manassian May 29, 2018 at 3:23 PM Thank you, Pixie. I appreciate your visit to my page.

Jan Allison May 29, 2018 at 3:21 PM You are the queen of desire and passion Eileen, I struggle to write romantic poems yet you make it look so easy:-) when are we getting more rhymes of the times!!!:-) hugs jan xx Eileen Manassian May 29, 2018 at 3:23 PM Oh sweetie!!! I do want to get back to that. Life has been sort of hectic of late. I will get on that. :) Sending you warm hugs...PS...I don't quite know how to say it, but....I can never get too much of a good thing! ;)