The burden of proof cannot touch desire
It will be consumed by spreading flames of that fire
Which heats the body and roils the mind
In that mess, how can we remain kind?
The world offers variety, desire seeks more
We can never empty its hidden store
It’s inventory, a secret we will never know
If the curtains open, are we brave enough to watch the show?
For existence, desire is neither an ally nor an enemy
Us seeking it will not change existence’s recipe
Desire’s the king where rest of life is off limits
Are we strong enough not to gift desire life’s precious minutes?
Anger sleeps in desire’s lap
It’s an incendiary that burns our thinking cap
There is no respite from that fire
When the winds that drive our life is desire