The Amazon Deals Keep Coming!

New Year Deals The Amazon Deals Keep Coming!

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Desire (For Writer's Island)


My heart pounding intensely,

a steady drumming in my ears,

a tangible longing at the core of my soul,

hanging suspended in mid-air,

My blood is liquid heat,

rushing to my face,

leaving my cheeks scarlet,

and leaving my palms drenched.


8 comments:

  1. a tangible longing at the core of my sould. What a beautiful line and a desirable poem. Thanks

    ReplyDelete
  2. Very good use of words. It almost makes me warm on this very cold morning. =)

    ReplyDelete
  3. Very nice poem - sounds like it could be soothing or panicky - I hope it is soothing for your. Take care - Kellan

    ReplyDelete
  4. Loved the poem. I agree with Kellan, its soothing and panicky.

    Cheers!

    ReplyDelete
  5. It's been a long time for me, but I think you've correctly defined desire - or at least its immediate symptoms! Really nice work!

    ReplyDelete
  6. this is so intense and well written!
    except for the part about longing... I am feeling the other symptoms from my awful head cold! :)

    ReplyDelete

I love comments! Thanks for stopping by my blog today!

LinkWithin

Related Posts with Thumbnails