Photo credit: Carla S Araujo

Desperation

It is your body after all
that obsesses me
but your spirit before all else
keeps me in your life

It is in the way you smile
Your playfulness
Your coyness
that makes each time we fuck the first

I die each time
that’s what keeps me living
like detritus on the forest floor
centuries of primeval regrowth

And all could be wiped out
with one lightning strike