desire

all that is in this world
crumbles in my fingers
all that is of this world
like dust scatters in time
of all the things I've done
I have desired nothing more
but to have loved and be loved

in the truest since,
to pass each day in harmony and joy
with a casual smile
surround by ideas of where I am
and where I can go

could I say it simpler
I would,
but you and I know it
so I need not say it at all really
just remind you