You are as messy as me
I see the artwork curving your thighs
And I crave it.
I want to be as dark, as deep, as raw,
As the things I shouldn’t be, but am, attracted to.
Treat me with the same recklessness,
Lay naked on the grass and
Tell me stories;
What stories did you need to break free from your veins?
If you like, I will lie about what I’m thinking.
It’ll be easier that way.
picture by Nataša Vretenar.