Expressing My Desire Poem by Atef Ayadi

I can start right here
There is no end.

I put my hand
On your face,
Or let it float in the air;
There is really no difference

I climb
My desire
Or yours;
What is the difference?

I can talk to you
Or talk to anything else;
What is the difference?

Listen to you,
Myself,
Or anything else;
What is the difference?

Dreaming within your dreams;
Mine are always
My soft pillow;
What is the difference?

My desires are uncertain.
That is what make them
Desirable
And certain;
What is the difference?