If I wanted to be needed,
It isn't to be the object of desire;
It isn't hard to be lusted after.
But if I surrendered to lust
It isn't that I lived to be sinful;
It is because I was derailed.
If I needed to know someone
Who needed to know me,
It does not make me a dreamer.
And for he who can make my heart
Play rhythms I cannot pronounce,
I will forever long to be the one.
© 2014 Helena Malheur