Yearning Desire

[ellajam]

I am want of what I lack
And what I lack is wanting
In want of a dear desire, a pure passion forged in fire,
A desperate dream to fuel flames and heat higher.

I hold no need but need of needing,
To hold hope in the face of fleeting-
Flint to spark springs into ignition
Enticing embers that lack their mission

Hi, dri, welcome.

I'm growing to like this one. While L5 works so well, I'm still caught on L6, it's unclear to me what is fleeting, and the hyphen just leads me to fleeting-flint, even more confusing. I'd also like to see you finish up the punctuation, feels like you just stopped partway through.

Thanks for the interesting read.