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?