Reticent desire

A furor of passions, conceptions, contemplations, and qualms maliciously collide with one another within a beleaguered psyche. Emaciated strings of pulsation become strained when sickly saccharine extremities snatch fragility voraciously. Those cloying limbs distend delicacy in dissimilar routes, triggering the extrication of metaphorical vitality. Obstinate liquescent doesn’t dare to be established visually, and instead secretes behind stone walls.

If only, there were something to knead through detached threads, to brilliantly bring them together collectively. A singular digit is required to do so; to alleviate a tumultuous soul, weave tattered strands into a reciprocated union, and purge all angsts.

That’s all that’s desired.