I'd Die for a little Thirst

To drink what is wet, to kiss what is soft
To embrace nights and days alike
For that one sight, that arch, that ouch
What I'd not do, I'd die for a little thirst

In a desert of dryness, bodies ugly and placcid
Where there is no interest, no charm nor thrust
Emotionless, abnormal and lacking spark
Such place am I, I'd die for a little thirst

Where pleasure is natural, peaceful and joyous
And homes are happy, fulfilled and beautiful
Where you take care, of self and others
Such soul I look for, I'd die for a little thirst