I want to want to live
To feel the sun upon my face
And blades of grass piercing my bare feet
And countless grains of sand getting stuck between my fingers, clinging to
my skin like a mother clings to her child
To know the feeling of wind beneath my wings
To feel a laugh rumble in my belly and tickle my throat as it bubbles out of me
Like the bubbles in the soda I drink every night
To bathe in the light of the moon, its gentle glow caressing the earth like a lover in bed
To scrape my knee and feel the sting of the ointment that’s applied
To feel hot tears streak down my cheeks like stars across the sky
To hear a sigh of relief
And utter one myself
To be part of the collective
But uniquely me
To try to capture the essence of living in a few measly words, never quite enough, but the reach for it expressing it better than the words ever could
I want to want all that
I want to live
I want to be
“Want” – by Wren Campise
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