Fleeting Fires

The emotions we seek
are the notions we lack.

Insecurities calling
for replenishment.
Inner fires gasping
for reinforcement.

Deficits of feeling
yearning as waning,
depths evaporating,
or ever in-ample.

A disabundance
to be satiated,
with a flood
of reassurance.

Reanimant of home,
refurnished anew.
Awash and replete,
the stores of the soul.

Once more whole, but
destined to receed.