Desire: A Poem


she finds me guilty
beyond belief
attachment issues
far from lacking

says she loves herself
more than I care for me
a pointed remark
at the heart of the matter

offers quite a spread
primed for action
suggestive poses
figuratively speaking

feeds me finger foods
and bottomless spirits
delusions of grandeur
loaded with ecstasy

I make her fire
a primal gesture
celestial bodies
rapt in moonlight

c b snoad