my longing to pull flesh from spirit
has me enflamed, roasting in my
own heavy desire
this fire, these flames, naked is
not enough to contain the throb
that my heart aches with
and I can’t stop the pain… this desire
that burns me from the inside out
beyond longing, my energy spins
around and around
consuming itself in its own funeral pyre
and I am lost to words
and to the wind
the sounds of waves couldn’t comfort me
now as I sit and long for that which might
set this tumult free