The Desire, The Need...

The spark endures, like a dot,
Burning, to let itself be consumed;
The thoughts to question the thought,
Burdening, inapt to be assumed.
Wads of words and scaled effort
- Innocuous to the spark to be tamed;
The beacon is lit, you are to revert,
The patiently restless to be claimed.
Impassiveness - the haven from tamper,
Annexed to the silent plea;
The desire is to solely pamper,
What else ought the need be?