lust

I look at you and see myself
I want to sink into smell of your body and to drown in your eyes
even if I knew how to swim
consume the cover of the body together with the stringy, dry skin
and take delight in finishing your core beating heart off
then I want to meet you accidentally on the streets and rape you
to dress in your T-shirts on  the late morning
and drink fresh cup of coffee with the song of your body
I walk on a thin ice being aware of my own inability to swim
but cold water frostily attracts me with your depth and its blueness
I attempt to pull up this wildly growing bush from my soul
to tear it up by the roots
but it haunts me in my dreams
it laughs in my face with its greenness and beauty
with its unavoidable existence of always being there for me
even without me
growing bigger and stronger in my lower part of the stomach