Delicate Need
I am alone and afraid.
My heart is pounding,
Revived and remade.
His hands are like silk,
Smooth and refrained.
Stranded on the island together,
I now know we can love wherever.
My fears are subdued.
I cannot live without love in my veins.
If there was no love,
I would go insane.
The perfect picture, I see,
Is simply just you and me.
Love, to me,
Is a delicate need.