I lay,
Feeling the softness,the warmth,
Of what I lay on.
Oblivious of the desires others ached for.
Innocent desires.Simple desires.
Desires that cost nothing,
But worth a million.
Desires I may never dream of.
An orphan longing,desiring,
To feel the warmth of parental love,
That once he had but now begged for.
A soldier longing,desiring,
To entwine hands with his lover again.
Under the scorching sun for eternity.
A crippled longing,desiring,
To feel the rough tar under his feet.
Feel the friction as he runs again.
An enslaved woman longing,desiring,
To break away from the dirty humanity.
To smell the free air again.
A son longing,desiring,
Build a roof and feel the closure of a wall.
His parents sleep on the highway.
For hours I lay.
Enjoying the warmth of what I lay on.
Ignorant and helpless to the desires,
The dreamers only dream of.
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