To want the temporal easement of
Person, place, thing or feeling?
Many a riddle come to question
Many a riddle lay one impression
Is the consistent bloom of the earthling who may know nothing in the want amd even less of the feeling
This heart is never wanting.
For abundance is one fine point extending from the breath children
Of the woman we will call “center”
This heart longs for nothing
All its desires be met in the moment