8/17/2016
Describe this feeling you feel.
A feeling which has long eluded
Even those who possess the deepest
Mastery of the human language.
To put into words the indescribable;
The indiscernible—boasts
With fervor;
Demanding the inconceivable.
So I sit, sifting through the rolodex
In search of the elusive.
I sit, turning over every card—
Again, again, and again.
Yearning, begging, that I've
Overlooked the coveted fruit
Which took an eternity to ripen,
And a lifetime to discover.
Yet here I sit
Describing this feeling I feel,
In every way imaginable;
Every way the verse will allow.
Every way other than that
Which unlocks the secrets
Which hold me captive:
Secrets which would complete this tale.
Secrets—unguarded—patiently waiting
to be found.