what i need is only
a drop
i do not need that rain
what i need is just
an atom
so i have to discard your
molecule
i need what i cannot
see
what i cannot touch
what i cannot
conceive
for at this stage of
my loneliness
what i need is only to
be blasted with
feelings
after which i shall savor
the silence
sweet as age
upon a yellowed page.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The need for affection or contact is a necessity for human beings, even the most ingrained hermit must have some contact with the world around them. For those who live without the love of another a small drop of contact is like an oasis for the desert man. This touching, thank you