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Desiring You
by Ken HarnischLust is a sin
But Desire, my darling
Has its charms
And is blessed to the moment
Where I teeter now
On the precipice.
Had I not kissed your lips
I would not miss them so;
Had I not held you dear
I would not know
The ghosts of all
My past embraces
To have been
The shadows that they were
Ah, the ageing heart
Is the most foolish
Of GodÂ’s creations
And yet: Had I nothing to
Live for then it would get wise
And old in equal measure
While withering to a raisin
On the vine
We all have our poetry
For which there is
No explanation or apology;
Mine is desiring you.
06/13/2006 Posted on 06/13/2006
Copyright © 2024 Ken Harnisch
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/13/06 at 06:44 PM Nicely stated Ken. Perhaps why some of us fall under the category of "once bitten, twice shy." Yes, Desire seems to encompass an emotional, spiritual longing for another, whereas Lust, simply physical. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 06/14/06 at 03:35 AM Just a really fine write!!! Thank you! |
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