Incoherent

 

I want to wind
Intertwine myself
Around you


Slipping curves
To nestle close
Against you


I want to warm you
With me
In all the ways
You can be warmed
Held close
Soothed
Freed from care
And
Even me when needs must be


I want urgency
In you
Transferred
To me
And
The immediacy
In me
Saturating
You


I want your breath
Fanning
My heatedness
And
My breath
Taken


I want to make a gift
Of myself
To thee


I want you
Incoherent
And
Me
As well…