Desire
A poem

To touch your lips to smell your skin to hold you close to feel you within– tell me, wretched desire how do you manifestly manipulate the mind so?
Your unsolicited arrival heralds feelings that were hitherto unwanted the more apparent you are the more irrational my thoughts become
what didn’t exist becomes imperative what exists, redundant
what I already have is unsightly for I have now gotten a glimpse of you - a shiny, alluring, inviting you
in your pursuit I’m unmindful of the pain that awaits, utterly neglectful of my own self for when I own you you evaporate into ether
I’m left bereft yearning and burning sleepless and relentless for owning you is now not enough there is more I want of you there is much more my mind thinks I need from you
desire you despicable turncoat pervasive as you may be principal to human existence some day I shall master you some day I’ll stop seeking you
the desire to own the desire to touch the desire to see the desire to win the desire to love the desire to overcome the desire to breathe some day you’ll not cage me some day I’ll be free






