I Don’t Want Much

I don’t want much;
a smile, a touch,
a word of kindness,
a hug and such…
I don’t want much.

I don’t need a lot;
a cooling hand
when brow is hot,
to not be forgot…
I don’t need a lot.

There’s not much I yearn;
a bright love that burns,
a face to me that
never turns…
there’s not much I yearn.

I have few desires;
a love like a fire,
a heart that’s committed
to never expire…
I have few desires.

I don’t want much;
a smile, a touch,
a word of kindness,
a hug and such…
I don’t want much.