I don’t want worship, I just want love,
praise can be spent on the one above,
a soothing gesture, a calming touch.
Really now, I don’t want too much,
soft skin smooth on a silken sheet,
wicked grin on home return greet,
opinions given, not rancor debate,
good support when too much on plate,
walks on beach, time in hammock swing,
loyalty that’s a granite-like thing,
someone who dances, sings, and reads,
who’ll watch a movie where no one bleeds,
but right now it’s too hard to mingle,
so for a while I’ll just stay single.