Willingness To Fight

I've decided to sit and write,
For it's the only willingness within to fight.
What one wants and wants one may not need,
The confusion that comes when desire must feed.
When flesh lust flesh without submission,
One's heartbeat begs, bleeding for God's permission.
A predator waiting for prey waiting on her thoughts to surface,
Inside's held back and kept from others intently, on purpose.
Sufficient satisfaction found being part of a connection,
Thank God for the ability to at least feel affection.