I want the fire, a love that is new, warm.
One that is a source of positivity and contentment.

I want the water, a love that is sustaining through the tough times.
One that also cleans my soul

I want the wind, a love that is free, natural, that is wild, and open.
One that is ever-changing in its form but not its soul.

I want the earth, a love, that never falters.
One that is as strong as steel and as giving as fertilized soil.

I want the spirit, a love that is a journey.
One that leads to the opening and knowledge of both myself and another to the point that I can truly appreciate both.

I want, and sometimes, I need.