A Desire Poem by Randy McClave

Who will sleep in my house
Since I no longer have a girlfriend or a spouse,
My son is now grownup and gone
Now with his own life he has moved on.
I wonder who that woman might be,
So, far her I don't even see.

Who will sit with me on my couch
And maybe even relaxing with a slouch,
While having a great conversation
Which includes a lot of smiles and laughs and flirtation.
I see her only in my dreams and wishes,
While I sleep and also when I do my dishes.

Who will be the woman that I'll be with
Or is her existence just a myth,
Whenever now that I go to bed
Upon my heart and chest I miss a woman's head.
I need and I desire someone to share my life,
Be it either a girlfriend or a wife.

Randy L. McClave