Succumbing to power

Lust is the force discharged in the crash of two horizons each measuring the lifespan of time separating you from yourself.

It triggers the departure of your selves at the crossroads between the prospection of incessantness, and the boreal awareness of the corporeal resolution, towards the encounter with yourself in one moment of aliveness where malice and hope can cluster up in the ambiguity of a wish come true.