Collapsing from Greed...Reprised Because of Need

Will you come to love me,
Before the winds of transformation
Seal my lips from whispering your name
In sleep where dreams bring you near!
Or, will we find each other
Pulled together by the magnetic forces
Of our hearts...
Once we free ourselves of needless debris
That keep us from feeling the needs
Of one another...
Reaching to please and be received.
Will you come to love me,
When we seek to find warmth and reason
In a World collapsing from greed!

This I reprise,
Because of need.
My own!
That seem to flow unstoppable.
From a place deep within.
And showing no signs to slow.
Or go away from depths you've injected.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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