Desire!

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    Desire!

    DESIRE!

     

    What house this is I do not know

    It is a house familiar though

    They all will see me stopping here

    For yearnings deep persistent fear

     

    She watched me watch from her window seat

    But thought it queer of what I seek

    My eyes met hers and hers met mine

    With glance and blinks we parted prides

     

    She looked away until she saw

    I stopped and turned my head with draw

    To watch the house of simple revere

    The street, the grass, the gate, my fear

     

    Behind the door lurks bitter foe

    The porch lumens stains of tears before

    The night that crushed my heart abash

    He threw me out in shock I crashed

     

    She held her breath that I would not go

    In tears I looked and cravings glow

    The touch, the smell is now on fire

    In tempest rage remains love’s desire

     

    She grapples aghast her mind’s been a clear

    What will become of you my dear?

    Her heart that beats, her eyes no blinks

    I cannot watch this sad defeat

     

    With tensions rose I breathe with breath

    Calm tremblings inside no fear of death

    Unworthy sense of hungered need

    Beyond my reach wistful longings heed

    I pass the house tears fall from my face

     

    She closed her eyes then shakes her head

    A prayer she vows as I walk ahead

    What house this is I do not know

    It is a house familiar though

    Vee

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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