If You Want

If You Want

If you want to touch me,
you can,
I’m in your bed
hiding beneath the covers.

You want to feed me
your desires?
I’m in the kitchen
painting peaches.

Tell me you love me;
I’m blasting Ella
in the garden
among the hemlock.

You want to take me
where no one can see?
I’m in the garage choking
on your exhaust fumes.

If you think, I’ve flown away
just look outside,
I’m crowing my love
for the neighbors to hear.

If you want me,
I’ll be on your porch
waiting for you
to unlock your door.

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