Tease me,
Taunt me,
Call me names and try-
Go ahead.
Give me pain.
I want it.
I need it.
life giving.
No pain?
Without pain-
the thought-
missing it.
No pain,
no contrast;
laughter
love
languishes-
without.
Pain.
Meaning
nothing.
Pain.
Yes,
I cry,
weep
moan-
embracing,
feeling.
Want to feel?
Can’t you feel?
Praying you can.
But.
Who are you, to me:
without the pain?
