Aeonian

Desire <br>A force unseen yet always present. <br>In the depths of our souls - It lingers - silently urging us forward. <br>A paradoxical dance in which the things that we yearn for most <br>Always elude our grasp. <br>Life's irony lies in our desires <br>The dreams that tantalise <br>The passions that consume <br>The heart's eternal quest. <br>Desire like an intricate tapestry wove its web into Graham's life tainted by the enduring ache of her absence - this tale - a mere expression of his everlasting love or an enigmatic abyss brimming with concealed truths and untamed yearnings?