Heart’s Desire

And if you catch your heart’s desire,

What then?

It isn’t the chase that tires

And confounds you,

That saps your strength

Hour by relentless hour.

It is the captive embrace

In which you guard your prize

While you wonder, what next?

With your desire breathing in your arms

Begging for a drink from your well.

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