Starving

I hunger for the one

Who will recognize my imperfections

And welcome them with open arms

For the one

Who will expect nothing

But will reciprocate when I give everything

For the one who will pull the thorns out

And will give water to the shriveled up blossom of my heart

I am starving for you.

Published by lewilddesi

Writer based in Chino, CA. Specializes in poetry and flash fiction. Influenced by a variety of elements. View all posts by lewilddesi

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