Within The Midst Of Your Wishes
Have I not come,
To be the first...
That becomes the last,
To quench your thirst...
Only you can identify as needed.
Have I not satisfied your urge,
To discontinue searching...
For what has been desired?
Have I not sparked that everlasting fire,
Sitting within the midst of your wishes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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