“What you seek is seeking you.” Rumi
Once More With Feeling What are we talking about when we talk about desire? Perhaps I have already lost you in a haze or eroticism as you drift to boudoir and silken sweat, pardon me if I interrupt your subjective memoir, but isn't desire an infusion of everything, the good, the bad, even the mad? A repeating nudge to have, most likely something out of reach, beyond our capacity to control, the last item, the bird to be caged, a luxury lust, surely desire is more than love, isn't it both murder and possession? A response to suggestion, a marriage of icons, fictions of sensate memories, idealised intensities of wanting. More than that, isn't desire a return to feeling in a world that has fallen into disinterest and anxiety. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️
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I think of it more as a wish or dream but agree
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Beautiful
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I like where this poem ends up.
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The last line is right on!
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Reblogged this on Wonders of Wandering.
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Many thanks indeed 🙂
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Interesting reflection
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I think people tend to forget that desire is more than physical attraction.
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