Desperately Wanting

Desperately Wanting

A Chapter by Matthew Kult
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Inspired by Better than Ezra's song of the same title

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Like a young girl

running through wheat grass

falling into a daydream sky

Spreading her feathered

wings so she could fly.

 

Pass the moon and the stars

through the heavens 

and back again

to my place in

your arms

 

Both of us desperately wanting

an untold story that

only our eyes could tell.

Pull the hair off my face,

kiss me Softly.

 

Like a young girl

running through wheat grass

falling into a daydream sky

Spreading my feathered

wings so I could fly!

 

Now I know how happy

I can be.   As long as its

you and me

Singing this song

Never wanting wake.

 

Both of us desperately wanting

an unspoken trust that

only our bodies could accept.

Pull the hair off my face,

kiss me...fool.

 

  



© 2011 Matthew Kult


Author's Note

Matthew Kult
With Love,

Jaidyn DeVoir



Featured Review

The tension feels so young, for the lack of a better word. Not juvenile, but more like a first. First partner? First romantic/sexual experience? It's unsure.

This reminds me of the loves I've had when I was younger, when I was more bound by the rules of my parents or society, yet the love, the Need that I had felt was so strong, so desperate. But still so light, so freeing. It's a complicated feeling that only makes sense in the vast expanse of our youths and it's so nice to see it reflected in your work.

Thank you for sharing!

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Matthew Kult

5 Months Ago

Much appreciated. Thank you for stopping in.

Matthew



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Awe you write beautifully words great imagination creative sentiments love it ..
Appreciated Rosalind x

Posted 6 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Matthew Kult

6 Months Ago

Thank you for taking the time.

Matthew
Some really wonderful images, they served Your title prefectly to add more magical strength, I felt it dreamy with golden beams, and I'm pretty sure it would be an energetic love song, as it should be, since it's flowing with yearning passions.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Matthew Kult

6 Years Ago

Thank you for the wonderful review

Matthew
The second stanza is my favorite one, great, great write here. The rhymes flowed, they were vivid and sweet.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"Pass the moon and the stars
to the heavens and even further above.
Surfing the the cool spring winds
to find my place
in your arms"
A very nice and sweet write. I did not know you are a hopeless romantic too dear poet...:)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

So good. Well wrought. Just one thing--golden waterfall... My brain cannot escape sexual golden shower references, lol.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I was really drawn to contrasting spiritual and physical imagery. There is a gentle beauty in the poem, especially the images that followed the line like a young girl. The poem is beautifully romantic.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is very sweet, like a lullaby to a lover. "Pass Venus and Mars
to the heavens and even further above.
floating the gentle spring wind
to find my place
next to you." Is my favorite part and makes me smile like a silly kid. I especially liked the ending! Great write!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

desperately wanting ~ this certainly rings my destructive bells ~ reaching for an illusion and being caught in a net of despair - i enjoyed reading your creation - the character is a whirlwind

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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