I Desire...

Is life without desire truly unthinkable...? I think it is.

Elusive though it may be at times, satisfied though I may be most times, my desire for more, more, more; more love, pleasure, sweet pain--dare I say...motivates me, helps keeps me alive/revived each day.

There are days when I desire to be free, free from the masks I wear when I dutifully fulfill the roles of mother, daughter, sister, coworker, friend, student, Carla...I desire just only to be ME.

Sometimes I achieve that desire, but then a new one spawns and the neverending circle begins again, luring me, teasing me, seducing me, taunting me...desiring being that I am, just like yOu.

These days, the lure of the island in my dreams taunt me. I long to get away and I do in my dream, but the awakening is truth. I awake to New York, to work, to my family--feet planted firmly in reality.