Desire unfulfilled

by Tabea Hirzel

 

Desire 

yet unfulfilled

not telling 

the unspoken.

 

A fire 

privily instilled

draws me 

to be woken.

The void

that arises

hurts and creates 

a field of gates.

 

A decoyed

that comprises

its own strain

a taunting chain.

Or a bow

pointing against

the heavens

full of resins.

 

The sow

that commenced

to draw

a dewy token.

 

(23/11/2019 - Discovering a new dimension.)