Searching. Poem by PAUL COLVIN

I always look to see her there
To let her know how much I care
In this world it’s hard to find
That special one, a common kind
Who sees in me a mirrored soul
A woman who makes a man feel whole
My eyes look round this crowded place
But I can’t see her friendly face
A thousand words, it’s just a noise
I listen out for one sweet voice
Why do I search, it’s killing me
The pain is there for all to see
Another night, a lonely night
One single kiss could make this right
A sleepless night, an aching head
Without her love, this heart is dead.