There are,

 Imperfections in the pavement

There are, cracks in my foundation

There is a breeze that breaks the warmth

Within the heart of my elation

There is water damage around the windows

And an infestation in the walls

There are cricks and creaks along the stairwell

When hardship starts to call

Missing tiles in the foyer

Dim lights along the hall

Cracking paint in the study

Where loneliness tends to fall

But there,

Embedded in the earth

Is the support needed to sustain

Some renovations to this vessel

With the hope that perseverance will remain

Because regardless of the flaws I have

And the mistakes I tend to make

The days will turn to nights without me being ready

To rectify those faults and keep my aspirations steady

But when I wake from captivity

I will then be able to see

That remarkable aspect about what I have;

The ability to obtain

Some wisdom and the aid needed to

Get up, rebuild, place my foot, and start my journey once again.

Silence marks the crowded room,

Obsession overloads the mind.

Wrapped up in the thought of a wholeness,

Only two can find.

Time passes as desire begins to Loom,

Reality is the only sustainer to a magnitude of this kind.

Present in all its boldness,

It leaves all precedence to be blind.

Steps made forward is the breath,

That yearning likes to make.

The  everlasting inclination,

To fill the body’s void,

Comes lurking into time and space.

A preferential effect,

That encourages to taste and to touch,

All the sentiments of attraction.

And the proclivity to such a feeling

That keeps you wanting more,

Is a curiosity piquing

An interest we can now restore…