This was first published here about four months ago.
Like the flames lick the tossed sticks of wood in the glowing corner of the darkened room.
Piece by piece I will become a part of you –
fueling you – taunting you – wanting you – wanting you.
Take me apart, put me back together,
infuse my soul with laughter
with dreams .
The more I am renewed
the more I will disappear in you.
All my yearnings point me to you –
all my longings –
my entire being aches to hold you in me and be held.
will bring life and love and wholeness….
Original poetry by The Spirit of the Goddess Minerva