I am not weak but without your strength, I can falter.
I am not ignorant but without your light, I can lose my way in the darkness.
I am not compromised or diminished but without you in my life, I am not all I could be.
I am not dead but without the summoning of your love, my soul lies in cold shade, entombed, desperately reaching out for resurrection.
I am not mute. I still have my voice -- reflected with emotions of sadness and joy, sacred longing and sultry desire, laughing levity and bitter indignation, sparkling song and studied erudition -- and this voice calls to you.
Just call out to me and I will answer!
I am here, waiting for your presence. I am waiting for your solace. I am waiting for your spirit. I am waiting for your passion.