Desire

Whether good or bad- it always starts with a desire.

Desire�"

in time

even without flinching

            I can speak your name:

beauty laced with ash,

strength pressed at dusk,

beads of love dipped in blood.

            Desire.           

 

            Are you a word,

created to cuddle

still born hearts?

 

            What

            love in its name

            it shall desire?

 

And when it comes�"

the word, not the Love,

it awakens.

 

Desire�"

            like your name,

when I call�"

tires.