Potion

Did you know desire’s a terrible thing

It makes the world go blind

But if desire, desire’s a terrible thing

You know that I really don’t mind

David Gavurin/Harriet Wheeler

 

What mystic potion desire?

Stirred or shaken?

Bittersweet liquor

divined from holy water

distilled by separation

roused by flurried senses

I long for your essence

thirst for your touch

crave the fruit of your creation

Please

don’t let me feast alone

Keyword: Desire

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About Phil

Hi, my name is Phil. I’ve managed to escape the corporate world, rid myself of excess belongings, travel the country extensively in my old Winnebago, and find a new home on a beautiful barrier island in the Gulf of Mexico. I define myself as: a free spirit, a writer, a philosophical anarchist, a poet; a lover of nature, a lover of art, a protector of animals, as well as a devoted friend and partner
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3 Responses to Potion

  1. Sid says:

    Excellent!!

    Liked by 1 person

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