Ache

I have an ache that overwhelms my heart. It crosses boundaries and sees through dark. It takes my breath yet gives me life. It keeps me walking through broken strife. I have an ache that pulls you near, and then pushes away from loss and fear. A sensual struggle in dark and light, a lusty death in a bright lit night. I have an ache the covers wounds, and tears them open when goodness looms. A muddy life or pristine death, beautiful dirty seed reaching for the sky and down to the depths. Never sated, thirsting and starving for but one thing, chasing worldly illusions like a drugged up crack fiend hallucinating and disillusioned. This ache, this loves embrace, this one step I take…back after two steps forward as the wolves attack…Is my will eroding, my mind imploding and my heart exploding, my dreams realizing, Your love defining… Not who my mouth or their shouts say I should be, but covering and loving the real, muddy, poetically disgruntled, blind, stubborn thing you see…me.