I Desire Poem by lalitha iyer

I desire
why?
when Eyan desires
everyone desires
rooted out
the teeth desires
to be in place
and chew the love
implanted
the nose desires
to poke into others
routine life matters
sleeping upon
the pillow desires
to have a dream
of its own
and have a pillow
to sleep on
the poor dirt
it too desires
that some day
sometimes
the brush may fall in love
with the lovely hips
and slipping discs
it has
dust mite desires
to mate at sight
and love uninvite
every living bite