Me
My mind craves nothing but knowledge
Absorbing everything I read.
I turn the page of every book
Swallowing words with total greed.
My heart wants tender, caring love,
And so I go through every day
Loving those who might love return.
If they don't, then shall come what may.
My soul needs peace for me to live.
Bright sunny days and moonlit nights.
Peaceful living, no one screaming,
No insults, hate or horrid fights.
My body desires tender touch
Of a lover to my heart true.
Someone who knows just what I need
And when I need, knows what to do.
Knowledge, love, peace-filled days and touch
Are what it takes to make me free.
My mind and heart, soul and body:
The parts that simply make me, me.
� Kathee Tschudy, July 20, 1998
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