Incompleteness in a torrent
Engulfs me like a shroud,
Thick and heavy till it forces
Me to scream my needs out loud.
Loneliness rushes in around me,
Clammy, chilling, stagnate, cold.
I'm only half a man -
Where's the woman to make me whole?
Thoughts of lacking seem to drown me,
And my purpose washed away,
I'm just barely treading water -
Riding rapids day to day.
I am longing for belonging
To a family complete.
But I'm only half a man
Till I find the right "help mate."
Dreams of loving, rolling gently,
Like a stream through quiet trees.
I feel waiting arms around me,
And a cool, refreshing breeze.
What is missing is the kissing,
With the force of love behind,
All the chasing and embracing,
For the love that would be mine.
Sighs of ending, flow and bending,
Like a whirlpool in the tide.
Thoughts of living swirling, whirling
Out to see till we have died.
