I Long For

I long for.

I desire it.
with all of me, I covet it.
I want to write about how it feels.
Others go through the grief that I wish upon myself.
Those who hold wisdom call me a fool.
Heedless of the desire in my heart.
I’m drowned in temptation.
I’m willing to hurt for it.
The strain others execrate so much I just want to taste.
My ignorance makes me insecure.
I spent minutes trying,
sometimes hours
it got to the point I spent days searching for it.
Years later I’m still clueless.
I want to think it’s not meant for me but everything in me tells me otherwise.
That which I long for why has it forsaken me?

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