No more hearts spared?

I wish I had a woman like me.

Someone to please, somebody to hug.

Sometimes I feel I have too much (empty space)

I can share, I can give someone to grow!

I´ve looked into the flame

the candlelight of life.

There´s no one else to blame

to charge my load aside.

The burden upon shoulders

ain´t easy, although it´s chaste.

Her eyes have rolled me over

her love is almost chased.

I wish I had somebody:

Easy to please.

Someone who cares.

This job it won´t be easy.

To love!

Somebody´s there?

My burden upon shoulders

is not to be refused.

It´s me who called an answer

My role won´t be confused.

Sometimes I feel I too empty.

I´m free to run or dare...

Somehow I know the answer,

the reason´s always there.

There´s no one else to blame

to charge this load aside.

I wish I had somebody,

No place to run or hide.

I wish I had  an answer:

Someone who seeks.

Somebody to love.

Sometimes I fought to conquer

ain´t easy love or share.

There´re things I have surrendered

wholeheartedly I´ve been spared.

Will you write back an answer?

Fill in this form or share.

I know the job ain´t easy.

Are there some hearts spared?

Do you see how I´ve written?

Tell, please! Won´t you dare?

It´s risky to be bitten.

It´s free! I´m almost there.

In the name of love and goodness

Quick Answers are not found!

This job it won´t be easy.

I dare! Even it´s not sound.

                                      Secular Hermit (A.T.)

Date: June 11, 2012 (At a noisy room of Ccs)