The androgyny of desire, a poem

Delicate as your body surrenders

A deep breath

Whispering unforgiven melodies

A release

Muscles grow tense

A whimper of relief

Is it over already?

Unchained memories meet impending futures

Clasped fingers

Once clean;

Now soiled with untethered yearning

Another breath as you hear the door close

A release of withered relief

Is it over already?

Your room, once a sanctuary;

Now a hoarder of unspoken secrets

Another breath

Relief meets revival

Hungry no more

Desire!