Unconscious Desire
from the heart of Julie Vandenberg
Unconscious desire crept its way through
penetrating the barrier constructed to lock away
that part of me fragile from neglect
hidden from view, abandoned and weak.
Slithering like a wisp of smoke
slinking quietly, purposefully,
surrounding and disorientating my conscience mind.
First silently, unexpectedly,
then thunderously enveloping me in a tidal wave of pain.
I couldn't breathe,
didn't want to breathe,
tingling with an element of masochistic pleasure.
Openly embracing the forbidden,
yet fearing it would dissipate like fog in the light of day
taking with it the hidden ember
fanned only in the still of my dreams.

