Soul's Hunger

As I sit here in front of this computer screen I thirst, I thirst for love and affection I thirst as Only a man deprived of such lavish conforts can, whole heartedly and purely.My hunger is not to taste the pleasures of the flesh but rather the refeshing senerity and intoxicating emotions of the soul. I crave the quelling of the longing look I have in my eyes when I see star crossed lovers eyes meet, it is something I want, no rather I need to feel again to know once again the apex of sublime euphoria.Its splendor in it's multitude of diversity, I search for this as a stranded desert man searched for his oasis, in the darkness of night away from the reveling splendor of the peircing suns heat.Guided only by the pin-holes poked in the heavens to shine down on man even his darkest hour to remind him of light and hope.