Ulterior Desires
Within myself I seek to kill this unwelcome desire
For ten years this indescribable ache I’ve acquired
That my own soul has to itself decreed
In long perspective and continually
Can I ever bid these joys farewell?
This ecstasy wherein my heart does dwell
Lo, how it murmurs, laughs and smiles
My spirit is too weak, mortality beguiles
Shapes of delight, of mystery and fear
Yet it is a gentle luxury that doth appear
A sense of real things comes doubly strong
Against all of my desires, alas, I must stay alone
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