Is love a need?
Or is love a want?
What is it we NEED exactly?
Is it something we can touch?
Or does it touch us?
Can it be defined?
Do we merely perceive to need?
Surely our needs are few.
Food, shelter, safety.
I need YOU, he says.
Oh how tragic! I declare
Rose Falcone
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/need-15/
