An overdue poem
Written about a year ago...
Between
So great is my lust
Could my desire be satiated
Could my passion be filled
The mere thought of a kiss
A flood of remembrance washes over my body
I feel the accompanying embrace
Skin to bone my body shudders
I am filled with a longing desire
This is torment!
For now I have not answers
I am composed of curious cells
I have patience as a virtue
Which is my desire greater for
Answers or longing