I am Desire,
that strenuous jailor whose nightly
visits leave victims
guiltily restless in lonely beds.
I, Desire, free readiness
by presenting visions of indulgent
abundance, I unbind
the notion of forbidden caresses.
Shaking lust over clandestine fruit
that ignores denial
I, Desire control flesh and blood
by awakening wishes,
then propose fancy as achievable
and invade any fortress
erected to misapplied use.
When I take the floor enthrallment
drenches repression
with scent of self and emancipation
takes the floor.
I am Desire and
no one denies my awesome ability
to rouse without fear of reprisal.
Despising restraint I enter hearts
that unguarded swell
with an ache for sensual freedom
never before regarded.
Note therefore that I, Desire fight
tooth and claw
to lead with an illicit nose-ring
those who persist in
voting for fetters as stronger than
draw toward liberation
of passion as right.
Oppose me and subjection will place
resolution on captive
under lock and key chains.
I believe in being an ultimate winner
for I am Desire
and subjugate moves to check my
intention of extrication
and when minds are set in resign
this is a reminder
that I am forever invincible.