There can never be enough.
There can always be too much.
Enough
When it’s all the way through.
Too much
When it’s all the way wayward.
Not right
When it burns.
Just right
When it builds.
The want to be
Wanted.
The wish to be
Wanted your way.
In ways
That will always
Live and leave
In all the ways
You want to be
Wanted.
The beauty it brings
To be desired
Loudly and softly.
The passion it ignites
To be desired
Gently and greatly.
To be desired
With respect.
To be seen
With all your desires.