I Only Wanted Love

I never asked for passion; I never asked for heat.

I never asked for angry stares in all that I would meet.

I never asked for babies; I never asked for lust.

All I ever wanted was what the world had cut.

I never chose this path myself; I never chose this road–

Surrounded my trees with grasping hands, clutching at my soul.

And I never begged the moon to watch me with its eye–

To scorn my choices with each day that passes by.

I never asked forgiveness for all that I’d been taught.

I never tried to stand firm; I never was the rock.

I never was The Thinker; I never was so strong.

I never held my artful thoughts in slipp’ry hands for long.

I didn’t know I was searching for all that I had lost.

I knew it wasn’t in you, for you’d suffered the same cost.

I didn’t see my search for strength was crumbling all my stone.

I didn’t see my pain until, at last, I was alone.

I never asked for passion; I never asked for heat.

But now I have my struggle, and it seems, at last, I’m beat.

I never asked for babies; I never asked for lust.

I only wanted what was cut–I only wanted love.

Copyright Sarah Davidson 2021

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