Love and other dreams
leave a ragged mark
filling up eternity
drowning pain
with hope
and blood.
Peace we seek eternal
now
rest we hope
to find
Death or some great life
right now
and this we
fail
to see.
Desire courses like a fire
lighting up our veins
And we are carried by desire
to places
we had run.
Oh, the storms stirred up by love! How well you capture the tumult of our internal desires here!