[adjective]: having a great need or desire for something

On the worst nights  
I hide in my release-meadow -  
under the tallest wildflower  
to sing;  
somehow  
you always follow me there,  
raining  
while the sun shines  
at all the most wonderful times  
over such a bright, ignorant mind  
as if the drops were your stubble  
and the sun was my skin;  
(surely you know by now?)  
by the grass where I cut my need out  
and handed it over:  
 
I haven't wanted anything but you  
since you opened me up and read me;  
I have not dreamt of any completeness  
besides the one in your tone  
and in your hands  
when they get the access they want, and  
I have not begged sincerely  
under anyone's eyes but yours.  
 
You -  
you and all the things you think  
and all your little artful scars -  
will one day  
kiss my head to this song -  
to this song,  
and those beautifully coarse hands  
will pull this Pink Floyd shirt over my head  
with both tenderness and desperate abandon and  
at that minute  
every single thing in my brain  
will crumble at the way you enter:  
every paper in the glossary of thoughts I know to be reasonable  
will be upturned and disorganized,  
along with the index of desires I have known  
by a somatic yearning so massive  
it is defined only by the moments it ducks  
out of sight:  
 
bright, your rain will write my mind  
and, blinded, leave it undefined.  
 
Anything less than you is murder.