Desiderata
— things wanted or needed; the plural of desideratum: “Happily-ever-after” and “eternal love” appear to be the desiderata of the current generation"
Your stream of drops
Enters my
Conscious Heart,
and is
Absorbed, removed.
Let me feed you
Rich words
Whose taste will linger
Long after rich foods
Flee, leaving only
Emptiness of calories
That will burn you.
Better than hugs,
These words are yours
Forever,
Yours, embracing,
Forever.
Your pain is absorbed
In the sponge of this
Poem of caring, a
Tissue of shoulders to be
Cried upon.
Until this day is over,
Until tomorrow when
Up you stand,
Eyes no longer red,
Determination ruling,
Be better,
The only face you will wear,
Until then,
These words, are yours
Now,
Tomorrow and forever.
Cloak yourself in them
When the invaders attack,
Wrap yourself in their armor,
As often as needed.
No one can ever take them
From you,
No one can touch
Them like
You can.
For they live in the human warmth,
In the centre of you,
Where the day's soul soils
Cannot ever reach,
For they are
Kitty's Desiderata.
3:43am
NYC