The problem with words of emotion
is how easily meaning drains
from their fiddle-sweet sound
sand they become empty instruments.
I can say loveand mean desire to give
—or I am drawn to the light
shining from your soul
—or my life is empty without you
—or I want to run my hands
and mouth down the length of you
—or all of these at once.
Need, now, is a plain word.
I need a nail to hang this picture.
I need money to pay my bills.
I need air and light,water and food,
shelter from storm and sun and cold.
To be healthy,to be sane,to survive,
I need you.