Welcome Mike: Greensboro Poet at Large

This is a poem from a guy I just met named Mike. He is so very passionate about his work, and needs some support from the writing community. Here is one of his poems I promised to post for him:

My Thirst

My thirst runs deep,

but it's not for water, wine or juice.

I thirst to fill this empty side, replace my rib with you.

I thirst to have, to hold, and to cherish,

I thirst for a best friend.

I thirst to take you out to eat, take a walk with you, hand to hand.

I thirst to comfort you when your sad, make you smile, when you feel down.

I thirst to hold you when your lonely, take a trip you pick the town.

I thirst to give you what you need, surprise you with things you want.

I thirst to listen when you speak, understand you when most don't.

I thirst to take away all your pain, with help from heaven above.

And pray for strength to quench this thirst I have inside for love.