Desire

I need to write you,
to capture on paper all that pierces me,
all that runs through me like a strainer
of tiny reticules that filters despite it opacity.

I need you, the one who lives on my moon,
to enter my core of nerves,
to break open the dull calm,
enervating my being.

I need my North Pole
to turn towards the South,
in a wild dance of battered spikes
whipped by the West wind.

Because, even not knowing what will become of me,
I would not leave the desire living in ignorance,
letting a pitiful soul unable to forget
what was not lived.

I need to feel you,
I need to love you,
to forget you…
I need to live you.

A.

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