Static Not
So to you,
My love:
In a moment
i
ponder,
with resolve, I call.
Without distraction I
move affectionately
to your life.
Resolutely,
to capture a morsel
the images that you portray.
I have a wander lust;
unquenchable I seem.
I am a reed; a stick
lying near the drink
of an oasis.
I long to move my roots
into sumptuous bounties
and soaking delights
of your wondrous waters.
I am so in need to let the dry branches of my soul be lavished in
the life force of
your being.
I dream
I chase.
Be the answer
the repose to my quest.
I have blown in from the desert.
The wind that carries me is hot.
Now, where I stay is in solitude
and threatens to mortalize my existence..
Though I meander in the mysticism of Gods and Angels
I feel a beckon to unloosen my wings
to fly.
So I stretch and flutter.
Poised on a ledge, I listen for the call.
"Please take me and I will be Yours."
I will unleash
the drive within me.
I will reciprocate your soothing lotion
with a fire that only you
deserve.
Do not neglect my burning
and I will not negate your
passions.
To you I call!
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