Thirst
Thirst
I was wondering about falling into you
how it happened and the translucent way
we carry one another from noiseless vowels to
voluptuary adjectives and imaginary longing
all wrapped around words, tongues tied to this craving.
Sometimes I am afraid that we won’t survive the material world.
I dream our flesh rears itself up like predators in wet jungles
and begin to feed upon one another
with the appetite of starving animals.
Our hearts catch fire,
and the water of our bodies becomes fluorescent
fueling the thirst of blind seduction.
Something is leading me down this path
something wants the words to turn to breath,
something wants the wondering to taste the salt of flesh.
The trees in my garden have eyes
shadows hiss at the light.
Icy bodies by need circle the sun,
my birds stay close
watching me wait for you.
© Gesso Cocteau
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