欲望是如何成为一件我愿为之赴死的事。渴望一口井，

How desire is a thing I might die for. Longing a well,

一条幽长黑暗的喉咙。踏入任何一片

a long dark throat. Enter any body

水域，将自己全然交出

of water and you give yourself up

任其吞没。连顽石

to be swallowed. Even the stones

也深谙此理。我曾依偎着你翻滚扭动，

know that. I have writhed

如同贴着深潭漆黑的

against you as if against the black

潭底。我从你的双臂间挣脱，

bottom of a deep pool. I have emerged

气喘吁吁，

from your grip breathless

浑身湿滑。我该有多么容易

and slicked. How easily

忘记你是一个

I could forget you

独立的个体，此刻你对我而言

as separate, so essential

是如此不可或缺。你

you feel to me now. You

在我身下，宛如我自身的

beneath me like my own

蓝色倒影。你寂静无声，当月亮

blue shadow. You silent as the moon

如一片花瓣

drifts like a petal

飘过你的皮肤，我的唇

across your skin, my mouth

贴着你的唇——你是一处泉眼

to your lip—you a spring

我不断回归，无法餍足，痛饮不休。

I return to, unquenchable, and drink.