The Lovers / Desire

How did these desires come to live in your heart? Are they yours? Did they enter like lost dogs, neighborhood cats, crickets, baby snakes in a neglected pile of bricks. “Why,” you ask your heart. It does nothing but beat. This. This. This.

Feed them and they may never return to wherever they came from. Ignore them and they will take on the aspect of starving animals. You could drive them off with shouts and sticks. Build a fence. You can see into their eyes. You see yourself reflected. With time you might domesticate them. Or release your heart into their wildness.

The choice is yours.