Wanting Poem by Adam Ball
Wanting
Where is it,
I cannot see.
How is the taste,
Please tell me.
Is there a sound,
That feels your ears.
Down it strikes,
All of your fears.
My desire is great,
It burns so deep.
Just one touch,
No matter how steep.
Come closer to me,
But closer than before.
Take me through,
And open the door.
And now.....
I cannot say.
Pull me closer,
And I will show you the way.
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