Missing you
Is an ache burning in my chest
And fearful sickness rising in my stomach
The insanity my head knows
Is my heart's weaving
My own craving
Fed a thousand times each day
The imbalance of this venture
Obvious to begin
Becomes obfuscated
By the internal one-up-man-ship
Of contradictory desires
Leaving me finally
Sick with fear
At the burning in my chest
sisterjulia on Jan 27, 2010, 11:59 am
Thanks for your comments today Honey, I was coming to take these two down...have that I talk too much sensation.
juniperlillie on Jan 27, 2010, 10:38 am
Tis a shared fire indeed. Much love <3