Section of Dead Times and Poets

what's been filling me up lately

I feel it with all my beingand
 it doesn't let me sleep.
The summer has come, the heat has come and it has melted my frozen heart to redness.
I desire nothing else but love.
I feel it flowing into my veins, I feel it wanting to escape....
I feel the temperature rising within me, warming me from the inside.
But there is no one I can warm with this warmth. I
 desperately want to let it out badly.
I feel that I am finally ripe for this feeling, I feel that I am finally ready.
However, no one shows up.
How can I be patient when my heart burns like lava, the blood in my veins explodes like a volcano.
Even the memories of those few " bad ladies", cannot extinguish the embers.
The burden on my shoulders overwhelms more and more.
 I feel the youthful strength for raptures and amorous spurts. I feel the mature constancy and grounding of my feelings like a stone monument.
I do not want money, I do not want many years of life, I want to love and be loved.
Love is the first feeling we experience in life, I want it to be the last too.
But I keep thinking that my debut is long behind me ....
Although I have seen thousands of love stories, I visit my friends who are in love, I go to the younger cousins' weddings .. And you never know what it's like to feel their gaze on me, I think they feel compassion and pity for me.
Through it all I am tormented by the thought, is it too late?