To Be Loved Read Count : 102

Category : Poems

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I need to be loved,
The way I need air
To breathe to live.

I need two hands to hold me,
A mouth to count the kisses
I would like to give.

My soul dries up
With the trees in autumn.
A drop of love would revive
Hundreds and thousands of roses.

My eyes see eyes full of longing,
But none look at my face.
The sun no longer shines,
My life has set before death.


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