Oedipus
I took you as my bride,
my queen, my prize.
I came to your room
to breathe in
your hair’s orange scent
and to touch the fine lines
around your round eyes
and all the blood rushed.
You opened your arms
opened your mouth
saw me
a full-grown man
not like those back home
who viewed me solely
as a crippled child.
I wanted to be
surrounded by you
to be
inside you, hear you cry out
your jagged breathing
when I sucked your breast
I wanted you
the only woman
I could ever, truly love