Water My Desire

Stoke the flames of passion...

Water my devoted branches

That reach out

With daily cravings

For that rapture

That your saving...

...I adore

Your soft, sweet center!...

...Your heart of gold

Warms like polenta,

And enkindles 

What once slept...

Hearts that beat

Like ours 

Have wept 

Enclosed by hard,

And wretched hands...

...Now's our time

To take a stand,

And claim

What is our 

Due.

...I hear the waves

Crashing on cue

At the shores of

Our becoming...

Stoke my flames

Of writhing passion...

...Just like water

You've been running

Through my picturesque 

Landscape...

Over rocks,

Swim through my lakes...

...Water my devoted

Branches...

Feed desires

With longing glances.

©

2017

Bunny Villaire