Searching

All my life I've been searching
But I know not what, am searching
I guess for something... that should be mine
I see people scurrying here and there,
Like bees in a hive coming to and fro,
With only one thing on their minds
Looking, looking for love, for that person
That sets one's blood on fire, ones blood alive
That feeling in one's stomach,
That makes you feel as if your dying
You walk sleep eat and drink zombie, like
One's mind is drugged, numb
With the need, this obsessive need,
To see hear feel, gaze into that beloved face
That's ingrained in one's mind.
So yes I've been searching through, the age's
For an awful long time
For the love, I thought was mine,
As I try to wash the pain,
That's in my crying heart.
It's been a long road, a sad lonely road,
But, hey, am crying with joy,
for the love I thought I lost 
It's here and its really mine

          
             By Connie James