I know no direction
But forward
No time but now
My skin hungers
And the scent of you
The nervous excitement
In your eyes,
How it inflames me,
I come to conquer,
Make a delicious mess
Of you,
To speak the language
Of my kind,
Into your secret spaces,
Hear you say my name,
And how,
Baby girl,
You shiver as I
Say yours,
Push
Pull
And tell me
Whose face you
See when night
Draws in,
And who looks at you
With the duende
I
Do
