Coming or going 
both leave me the same... 
wanting more of You.

Push me, 
pull me, 
twist my thoughts 
to your design. 

Every command 
rapture to my soul, 
every moment
engorged with desire. 

Brush my mind, 
take my heart, 
lay me down 
to wallow 
in supplication, 
willingly trusting, 
vivaciously hungry 
for endless partaking 
of You.


18 Oct 07
SharayaKai