If my desires were a river
I’d have plunged in it.
Her depths a harbor are,
Her depths -
sweet shivering of body:
So ripe and wishful.
So desired.
If my desires were a river
I’d yield to them -
I have no fear.
For me it’s not a dread
To drown in her embrace
of bitter salt.
…And now it’s time
confess the truth:
I want no one, but only -
y o u.