A longing, a deep growing pain,
A longing, like a deep thirst that is impossible to quench,
A longing, a constant uneasiness, the dreary tiredness it brings,
A longing, like a burning flame within, as though the flames were becoming wider and wider and encapsulating my whole being.
A longing, masked by so many desires, so many ambitions to fulfill.
A longing, hidden in the shadows….its voice a constant calling.
A longing, as though one were going to explode in its energy.
A longing, unsure of what it is, unsure of where to go with it.
A longing, taking me on journeys too fearful to tread on my own
A longing, making a timid mouse a lion
A longing, burning up the body in its love
A longing, to expand, to break open, to break free.
A longing, no end and no beginning.
A longing, no goal, no destination.
A longing, the passion, the beauty, the ecstacy.
A longing, simple and yet profound as profound can be.
A longing, for each cell to resonate with the longing…….
A longing, for only the longing to remain…………