It's Natural, I YearnA Poem by ZachThis is about letting yourself get hurt because you allow yourself to be tempted by the thing you want most in the world, but cannot have.
It’s natural, I yearn. Brisk be the highlight upon that face,
And brisk be it to fall upon my eye.
That smile nearly illuminates my world,
Though is it mute to contain that which tempts?
For, I am severely crippled by what I crave.
Surely you do not see the peril that confronts me,
When at a moment I am transfixed by the thought:
“A smile lends to more than that which fills the heart.”
Are wild flowers so innocent to bloom,
In the presence of souls that commit their gaze,
So longing to keep the wondrous sight their own?
And your smile to draw longing in my soul,
That which I am not willing to share with the world?
For such reason, I am pained to over look such a gesture,
One I am hungered by, one that rots me to the core.
This, my desire, commands fatal anguish,
An internal and eternal thirst.
Still, “it’s natural, I yearn.”
Zach Flota October 10, 2009
© 2013 ZachAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on November 23, 2009 Last Updated on October 7, 2013 AuthorZachSuffolk, VAAboutMy name is Zach. When the mood strikes me, I like to write, draw, and take photos. Unfortunately, the mood strikes me more often without the aid of antidepressants. Go figure. Anyways please feel f.. more..Writing
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