sometimes my desire is so big, deep and wide, i can't imagine asking any mortal to satisfy it.
i wouldn't know how to ask...
the physical is the most obvious. and fun.
but then you have to capture my heart.
and my spirit.
my mind is always aching to be fed, tickled, sweetened and challenged.
i hunger for meaning.
for substance.
in everything.
there are no coincidences here.
no chance meetings or occurrences.
i desire with a passion that both intices and terrifies. attracts and repels. intrigues and intimidates.
i am deep.
and wide.
and i've stopped feeling sorry about it.
now, i'd just like to be filled.
slowly.
patiently.
with an intent to cultivate our seeds
and reap a fantastic harvest.
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