Longings don’t dissipate
instead they hover and ruminate
on the lightness of the wind
cyclones cycling circumstances send
gentle reminders. Nudges to the edge
landing smack into a queen size bed
not quite fit for one yet full of void.
All that’s missing. Desire.
Never not once do they tire
just keep on keeping on longing.
Awaken to that same ole song again.
-M.C. MoHagani Magnetek
