Lovelust

I love like I sleep;

In a field of flowers and

creeping charlie

while I wear a suit of armor.

Utter and undeniable,

My need for love.

Utter and undeniable;

Like how I need

to be fucked:

deeply, consistently.

Wanting, desperately,

for someone to

desperately want

to kiss me;

utterly, undeniably,

a shudder as violent and sudden

as a tree and its roots,

when the underfoot

rubs and buckles together

with the sound of thunder.