Analysis of Many Claim Wanted

Many claim wanted.
But they can't find love.
'They can't find what?'
They can't find love.
'Can't find what?'
They can't find love.
Love, love, love LOVE!

Many claim wanted.
But they can't find joy.
'They can't find what?'
Joy!
Or happiness,
To feel it real.

'No one can not know,
To be known to find.
Only on their minds undefined.
No one can not know,
Unfelt to find.
To believe it to be given,
With a smile brighter than the Sun shines!
If love to have felt to feel,
Is not real?

No one loving is going to await anticipating,
If a performance of love...
Is worth the price,
To escape away from an imitation faked!
Love known to know it,
Takes a slow bloom from the inside.
And recognized prepared to pluck.
By another lucky enough,
Knowing they have that 'IT'...
Invited to do the plucking!'

So...
Love to give and receive,
Is a mutual seductive activity?

'Well...
That depends on one's expectations.
You see...
High expectations to keep.
After that seductive activity,
Has been accomplished to reach?
It is most important,
To revisit and reminisce that memory...
Once left to leave you breathless?

Try not to attempt that peak sought to reach.
Everyday of the week, month and year.
Until you hear unexpectedly,
From your lover, mate or spouse.
Claiming to have a headache,
Heard when you enter the house.
Rushing to the bathroom to take a shower!'

I don't understand what you are saying.

'Listen and carefully.
Am I that one,
Having to explain to you...
The reason why I have a headache?'

What does that have to do,
With sharing my love with another?
Accepting and approving of it?

'Have you ever heard,
That a putting all your eggs in one basket...
Sooner or later begins to bore,
The basket holder?'

No.
What sense does that make?

'Don't leave your lover, mate or spouse,
Making excuses to leave the house.
Claiming to go and find,
Something different to go with dinner.
While you are taking a shower.
Humming.
In anticipation!'

You say some of the most crazy stuff.

'So I've been told.
Always before and not after,
The humming abruptly stops.
And arguments start over thoughtlessness!'

Thoughtlessness?
Oh...
So now you're calling me thoughtless?

"Not yet.
It took me a long time.
To examine,
Love to have is more lasting.
Than peaks to reach,
With no breath left fooling myself...
I could keep repeating endlessly.'