No-one, or maybe everyone
Writes about the empty,  gnawing
Loneliness inside us,
As we live next to each other
Refusing to open our hearts.

No-one ever says it: I need you.
Or maybe everyone does
All the time -
But since all of us
Feel the gnawing,
All if us need so much,
Who will be the first
To hear the lament, and
To reach out and touch
The other?

The hurt,  angry heart
Sees justice in its unwillingness to reach
In and release the latch
That would allow
The arm to rise and extend,
The heart to upend.
We all know the other doesn't
Deserve it.
We have been wronged,
Not they.

I don't know what else to say.
It's not fair, no.
But there is Absolutely
No other way.
Absolutely nobody is
Coming to save you today.  
The terrible pain you feel
Will not dissipate.
Until you understand how to
Push down the hateful
Side of Passion,
Release the love
Fueled by compassion
Not Pride.
Remember, your Lover is on your side.

Based on scientific study,
I can safely say -
You are Not an Island, so
Lift your arm and
Try to touch my shoulder today -
Or just ravish and devour me,
Kiss me and **** our cares away,
To make the deathly Loneliness
Finally, mercifully, fade away.