Reckless

I am reckless
in my life.
The rush of each thrill
burns brightly,
searing me in a desire
for distraction
as a desperate attempt
to feel something.

Happy

"Happy" isn't what she hoped it would be,
love is a mystery - 
desire a depth haunted by
inevitable imperfections.

My Heart Bled

My heart bled for you,
and yet it was absolutely hopeless,
but I was willing to hope that you
could just acknowledge such a possibility
of desire for me.

Fierce Longings

The fierce longings
of his heart was alien.
He had grown to realize he brooded
a cynical image of
the world.
A figure came to him in sleep,
her face veiled but desire
traversed his memory.