Athirst

The torment of lust on the tip of the tongue

The trial of trust bringing two into one

The call of a dream-a song of a siren

Both real and surreal-a spiritual fire.

This body of mine that I wish wasn’t mine

This body that serves as a cage to the mind

I want to hug you all but I’ve only got two arms

I want to love you all but I’ve only got one heart.