Sleeping Desires

In it’s defence, it cannot help itself!
Who can control all that their mind and body desires?
The emotions that well up inside, that cause desires to grow?
Desires that are easily satisfied if nature has her way.
How can I let the animal within take over?
I have controlled it all these years,
wanting to be part of a whole not just glimpse it’s treasures.
Daily I struggle to contain this life, straining to break free,
attempting not to look at the unobtainable fruit.
Still I peek through slatted fingers,
hiding my eyes yet straining to see!
Eventually the guardian sees my actions,
moves me on to pastures new, unmapped.
The beast hibernates, waiting for fresh emotions,
something new, bringing life where once was slumber.
When finally this beast is fed, do not alarm yourself,
for harm is not it’s goal!
It will lavish tenderness on all it finds,
’till then let it sleep in quiet solitude.

©2011 Trevor Litchfield

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  1. Indigo Spider

     /  November 22, 2011

    I have missed your poetry and this is such a lovely, hope filled piece. There is fear underneath, experiencing something new, but full of joy at the possibilities… lovely.

    • Thanks Indigo Spider. I seem to have more words in my mind now so hopefully more will find themselves on the page before too long.
      I’m pleased you found what I was attempting to express with this as well

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