Will you? for me?

I love you,

and we both know your mouth is dry,

where was it that you learned that?

to run so furiously away from what aids you,

I could put it in a different container, a new glass if you like,

why won't you drink?

I wish I could still speak your language

I could warm it, or cool it for you

I could take it in my hands and press those hands to your hesitant mouth until the water falls and drains like grains of sand,

You are wild, horse, you are wild and I will never understand your resistance to be free,

I love you,

and we both know your mouth is dry