Tender Soul There is a hunger… Endlessly eating away at my soul… There is a need… To share, to dream, to hope, to love, to live…   I can feel the desperation… Coming from deep down inside… My tender soul, is searching… It needs to be… Wanted, cherished, protected, loved, and needed…   I can feel the emptiness… Flowing like a raging tide… Forever crashing into the shore… Trying to… Sooth, comfort, embrace, love, and change…   If I sit alone on the shore… Will you help to fill…? The emptiness, the desperation, and the hunger… That envelops my tender soul…?     Blackwidow          ^{BACK TO MAIN PAGE}