Desire Like the heart that beats within, a cold and dark world, searching for a soul, Out of the ashes she rises, no longer bond to a world, in which she is not accepted... The words which come forth, like a lovers hands caressing her body, Dreams of thyself being lusted by thy master, for there is no other in this mortal world, to hold her longing for more... he has enticed her deepest imagination, enthralled her very essence... willing to receive all the darkness, all the fear, the lessons in pain he has to offer... The desire is too great to contain, Her inner soul trying to break loose, As if death and its coldness has come, To set her free. Amelia Rosado Copyright ©2005 Amelia Rosado