Covet Springs

You tried to come to me
quietly tip-toeing across
the sanded rice paper

Tried to touch me with a
stealth so that I might feel
yet not know the intent or
reasons for return.

Coveting eternal wet from
Springs of hope
and hopelessness
You and me lost our ability
to overcome our verbal
confusion.

Oft I know I am in want;
we’re a desperation
full of covet eternal
springing forth tears of
perhaps, sad,
more so maybe it is
self-directed anger
for our cowardice.

Goddess that BE –
how I long for the
eternal springs of
melting divine
that is our RIGHT when
awakened, we meld
into one another’s
7 Chakras!!

Come to me quietly
and let us whisper
and embrace our
lust together.