My Desires: My Letter of Confession to . . .

I am a simple man. What I desire is obvious to anyone that wishes to discover.

What do I desire? I desire to be stimulated, mind over matter. Turn my mind on and you have me forever. Only turn my body on and have me for a few hours. I want to belong forever to . . .

What do I desire? I desire physical pleasure; a touch from love, a hand in mine that sends electricity through my body, a caress of my cheek that makes my body melt, a tender kiss that makes my body alive. I live because of . . .

What do I desire? I desire friendship far more than relationship. A friend understands, cares, is there, is honest, fights for you and with you if you are deserving of either. A friendship wants to be and does not have to be. I want to be wanted by . . .

What do I desire? I desire a tortured heart. A heart that has been destroyed and resurrected knows what love is. Some say you do not need to have been destroyed to know love. Perhaps, however for me I know what love is because I am destroyed every day. Every day that ends away from . . .

What do I desire? I desire that one person that I can never stop thinking about. At 2 AM my eyes open and a thought comes to mind and sleep is finished. Thoughts of the day ahead and the conversations I wish for play out in my mind. What will be today? I cannot stop thinking about  . . .

What do I desire? ‘What more could there be’ you might ask. Someone that consumes my mind, body, friendship, soul and thoughts is what I have shared, what is it I desire? What does all of this mean? You must know me well enough by now. You must know.

What one desire has not been revealed? The one I desire is . . .

 

 

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Takes Over

Takes Over

 

Soft fingertips play,

Gently along the spine,

Desire takes over.

 

 

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A Pretty Poem?

A Pretty Poem

by: Ronovan

Cavan Images-Photonica

Closing my eyes I drift away to a place

I hear the breeze blowing and feel it kiss my skin

There is an emptiness around me

My soul burns deep within

 

How long has it been

Since my thoughts were last not of you

I can count them on one finger

But even one is too many to be true

 

I see you in the moon

Late at night as I gaze

I venture into the world

Wandering through the embracing maze

 

I catch the fragrance of your skin

The air carries it across to me

The distance of the land

Is greater than that of an ocean or sea

 

I reach up to the sky

Tracing your cheek among the trees

The aching begins deeply

And I drop down to my knees

 

So far so far the distance

It brings my existence so small

My touch falls to empty

As my body trembles to its fall

 

 

 

 


 

This was my attempt to write ‘a pretty poem’. Even it turned into darkness.


 

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Nature Makes the Heart Beat (Haiku)

Girl in Forest.jpg
gettyimages © Original Photo by Anna Gorin

 

Nature is desire

As you walk through the forest

You make my heart beat