Don’t bring me your shame.

Bring me your hunger.

Bring me your hands—

greedy, open,

trembling like you know

you’re about to fuck religion.

Don’t worship me in silence.

Say my name

with your mouth full.

You ever been swallowed by thighs

that meant it?

Held down by soft

that didn’t ask for permission?

Touched a belly

like a spell

and lost your damn mind?