We do this upon our awakening
When silence takes hold of our heads
The silence that has eaten away at everything
We weren’t paying attention to all these years.
So much of ourselves lost to our yearning
So we go reaching into darkness
To find something
Someone
To fill this void in us.
Sometimes what we grab
Kills us.
Sometimes what we grab
Feeds us.
Like honey drips from a spoon
Onto the tongue of what you miss.
Desire licks that greedy spoon
You wonder if they’ll kiss.
Holy are the ones that wait
Yet subservience pays a price.
You get the pie after the paper
The others get a slice.
Reaching in with the promise;
The ultimate reward.
Some of us ready for love
Others stand there with a sword.
I’m not sure I have the courage
To do what others are.
I rather enjoy my freedom;
Don’t need to share my star.
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