Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Covet (a poem)

I wrote this a while ago. I post it in reponse to a post on another marriage blog here .

What images of passion
delicious kisses words
and hot embraces
are forgotten in the
of our desire?

Doors of opportunity
open themselves to us
and we stand blinded
hearts and minds coveting
more and more

That which we do not yet have
hanging beyond our reach
taunts our grasping hands
shines bright obscuring all
that we’ve been given

We grasp and stretch and lunge
at ripe red apples and
fields of luscious green
while our own grass withers
our fruit
spoils at our feet

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