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Man's needs [Inglês]
Countless are man’s needs;
some are tiny like mustard seeds.
To fulfill them who knows how much
diverse feelings, thoughts and touch.
A man’s mind in turmoil drowns;
quiet it, is job for clowns.
Reason and logic multiply;
in logic and reason defy.
A man’s heart contracts and expands;
all veins pulse in arms and hands.
Feelings and emotions drive to insanity
those who surrender to hallow vanity.
A man’s touch when from mind
tricks puzzles like no kind.
A man’s touch when from heart
comforts though in the dark.
A man’s touch when from both
Oh bliss! It’s worth.
Atualizado em: Qui 25 Jul 2019