Chocolate Wars
...n my skin and desire for more Feeling. Then small ones hit you so gently that desire Sends you out into the field jumping, running, laughing Were no one can hear you, no one can touch you. Round the city blocks, traffic lights and houses I ran and jumped until the rain was over, Until the last droplet of rain came down With happiness, and laughter I returned home. Like a wet soil. My body was all wet With red dust, my shirt looked like a piece of rubbish. I took my shirt to the laundry But when the laundry was finished I found a cut. A big cut, glutting my happiness away The shirt was full of holes too. Once off the drier The shirt shrank; th...