Desire come, desire go,
I exist here too you know?
Giving me stains that I can wash away from,
Holding space for the place I came from

Innocent,
like whatever you want that to look like.
Wrap my strings around your gold heart,
Until it finally weighs me down.
And I break.

Desire is what I see in your eyes,
And my innocence acts all surprised
But desire is mine too you know?
The desire to move mountains with a single blow.


© Leila Rose