Let Me | Early Poems Poem by Ana Maria Alma Delafuente

If you eat me,
I will poison you.
I will disperse to your cells
and our love will never die.

If you drink me,
I will sicken you.
I will exhaust your organs
and our smiles will not grow dim.

If you breathe me,
I will infect you.
I will grow spores in your lungs
and our longing will be filled.

If you are through with mistress lonely,
then let me be

your food
your water
your air

and you will be the same to me.