You say. You say you
Say
You feel
Dizzy when you kiss me
And I say,
So do I.

Is it the slow dance of dopamine
Deepening grooves between our bodies?
Or is it the intoxication of desire
We are drunk on?
Is there a difference?

You try. You try and try and you you you
Try
To decipher
The way
I look at you

Do you see it?
This is hunger
This is wanting
Anything more definitive,
And you will scare the birds off.

I thank god god thank you god thank god
That you
Cannot see
The desperation
Beating beneath me

I love to burn slowly
But you (dipped in Sun, blessed by God)
Looked so sweet
Beneath changing skies I couldn’t
Help but tilt towards your beams

Now
Tangled in your taste,
I try
To decipher
What lies
Beneath desire.