Thirst

I take this familiar cup to my lips

Remembering the intense flights of love
how it can burn away all my dreary heedlessness
and focus my soul to a peace and compassion
it hurts to live without

but this taste that is filled with beauty, peace and knowledge
now just seems bitter to me

So I am left sipping
thirsting

like a fish heaving for the sweet waters
lungs burning





Poetry by SecretWords The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2014-03-07 at 10:12

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