aching pain

everything aches, everything--heart and soul.
there's ache in the sound of my heartbeat,
in the blood that boils through my veins

there's an ache in the sound of words,
in the dew that purifies the dawn, in the wind
that caresses the the leaves, in the song of birds

there's an ache in the music of memory,
in the day that passes, in the fleeting dusk,
in the rain drops that feed the gentle grass

there's an ache in the footsteps left behind,
in the scent of the morning's breath,
in the murmur of my thoughts

there's an ache in the sex of my desires,
in the body in flames and the left over ashes,
in the burning water that defies it all

there's an ache when I savor my solitude,
in the longing of love's lost songs,
in the indelible force that enamors me still.