Consumption Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul

suddenly a twist of memory unfolded
a mist thinned over one day, several hours of my life
and I recalled the aroma of you
it hung in my air
equal parts love and desire and need
somehow it all smelled complete
like the way you hit my soul
making my moon rise by day
and my sun at night
with my arms wrapped around you
did it penetrate that I trembled with need
the need to feel warm, your flesh on me?
I've just never faced a desire so strong
that I could not fight
my only choice was to flee or be consumed
rooted where I stood
I chose consumption.