Love Poem

I want to love, Lord,

I need to love:

All my being is desire;

My heart,

My body, yearn in the night towards an unknown one to love.

My arms thrash about and I can seize on no object for my love.

I am alone and want to be two.

I speak, and no one is there to listen.

I live, and no one is there to share my life.

Why be so rich and have no one to enrich?

Where does this love come from?

Where is it going?

I want to love, Lord,

I need to love.

Here this evening Lord, is all my love unused.