Consequences of Desire

An idea held within a skeletal like frame
Paints a picture like fine brush onto a blank canvas
Thoughts arise like a gust of wind whirling over open skies
Where small birds stretch their wings open wide
Passing by

Behold before you lies uncharted pasture of possibilities
Multiple paths left untouched, unexplored
Too deep the meadow drifts, too dire the consequences of desire

Sunken footprints are found inside the deep recesses of the pasture
Once a naive soul wandered too far in and lost their way
Captivated by longing

Wishes have since faded as they descended into the darkest well
Left echoing without a witness

Grasping hands cannot hold onto that which the heavy heart clings dear

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