Thirst

Thirst
The thirst, unbearable , all consuming thirst
For love to wrap her wings around you
Cushioning the heart in caring sentiment
Bringing up the things which existence was unknown
I yen for your arrival , for the shoulder to rely on
I had experiences plenty, isn't it enough
The elevator took me up and down , mostly down
Scars running wide in different directions
Yet thirst remain ,not letting go
Fake, falseness been a part
I thought , i made mistake to perceive it's realness there
False start ,the run canceled for the runners drugged on high hopes
Choking in tears that it came to nothing after months preparation
Who is guilty question is irrelevant, French say c'est la vie
You cannot be more precise than that
by Margaret Gudkov
art by Violetta Radkova