You are the most consuming unfulfilled longing of my life.
If desire has form and shape,
Breath and life,
It is bound in you.
You,
To me,
Are desires true name.
You are the impossible,
Yet the thought of you is ever with me.
I want to be that man
To receive that kiss
That you would throw yourself into my arms
Because I meant that much to you…heedless of time and circumstance
Just a moment to be one in passion
Not love or lust
Just pure desire
Just for a moment
Just for that kiss
To be that man
Be your hero
And you,
You,
Are that moment that I live for
The very air
And this hope has never failed me
Hell is no more than n’er to have heard that first catch of your breath
That sweet draught which bespoke a, Yes!
Like waking dream electric in its vision
Captured in your every move
Even now,
It’s you,
Carried here within…
Still –
Your writing is deeply moving. It reflects a recognition of breath that becomes an escape from withholding. How close we come to things, how deeply we can feel. What the presence of others can alter in us…often rare. Thank you for sharing this.
Thank you for reading. You think with words where most simply seek to capture a thought. Tis rare.
As for me, I scribble (which sometimes holds a thought). Breath is life, and life is to be shared in the living. We all search for that raw spark from someone to make us come alive. And isn’t that love? 🌼
Absolutely and the realest thing at that.
I look forward to reading more of your poetic musings on the real then. And thank you for the friend request 🌼
Same…you’re welcome
hello Joe good afternoon I love this obsession… it is so tender and giving yet extremely powerful 💕
Lol, you know.me. The desire for a beautiful woman is an easy obsession to have 🌼
I understand Joe it is natural a part of us to desire 💕
It makes the crazy seem bearable …
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Thank you 🌼