Many nights looking at the stars, many times deseperate for a loving heart. Looking at the cosmo for some love to harness, a shining star in a sea of darkness.
Looking above for body and soul, looking above deseperate for the next goal. For one day to belong to somebody, a body worthy of caring for lovingly.
Wordlessly daydreaming about the day, consciously yearning far beyond space. Nobody wants to die without feeling loved, somebody wants to lie in the arms of a beloved.
A cure for the loneliness, much expected a chance for happiness. No more than deserved, any person would want to feel earned.
