Lusting after someone

(and dreaming of sukkulaði)

I give up. I must admit that in the short space between sleeping and waking I dreamt that I lusted after someone. My subconscious speaks, so here it is:

sukkulaði (icelandic for chocolate)

i’d like to taste chocolate
on mornings deliciously warm
with newly baked thoughts
of me wanting to know
how chocolate tastes on you.

Translation

I will learn to say love
in the language you speak.
Hoping against hope
that there won't come a time,
when loving turns to loathing
and teach me to say so
in the languages you know.