Forbidden Poem by Mark Williams

I want what no one else wants.
Too much, and not enough strength becomes it.
Even in dreams it draws, breathes me in.
I cannot hold it but I need it close,
I cannot command it but it must obey.
Having it prevents needing it.
Wanting it always leads to having it,
only in passing;
my wants are forever.

I want what no one else wants.
Wanting more than needing her.
Dancing, it is the swirling of wind and time,
allies, through strife.
It is the pebbles which create our ripples,
A bordering stone to guide the waters.
The hidden echo resonating the avalanche,
of terrible rage.
I want what no one else wants.