Desire

How do I number desire? It comes at me in unfelt longings, I catapultstrangers into fantasies they’ve never admitted to.…………………………………………………………………………………………Tonightmoon ringed fireyou stood inertblinking in herheadlights.…………………………………………………………………………………………You stand in “beauty like the night” unaware of your power, around and about the young girls congregate, brush against you, tie you to their earrings. We are calm and nonchalant with our work like demeanour talk in break beats and semi quavers, my awareness of the space between us is no less palpable because of its impossibility, we feel the frequency feed it with aspirations. Somewhere we read the truth but ignore it. Hormones circulate on bar stools there is nothing to do with this, any material manifestation would ruin a life or two and I would become my own caricature.…………………………………………………………………………………………..I flirtgently,skirtyourinnocenceleave us freeto imagine.

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