I have a need - a need so annoyingly burrowed within me, incessantly nagging and nauseatingly pulsating. This need fiercely demands my attention and threatens to eat me from the inside out until I have refrained from denying it. I can not weed it out from the stubborn maze of its vines that intertwine around and through my organs and bones; that is nourished by the blood that courses through my veins. This need is not a characteristic of sexual gratification, no, it is much deeper and complex than that. It is a composite to my destiny. And, I know that once this longing is met by the hand of God, I will become a ferocious ripping tidal wave, beautifully devastating and full of impact that makes a controlled, unvarying trickle look like a drip from a faulty faucet.
To be continued...
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