You have everything—
you have the art
and the
inattention
Passion
and Heart and
Tease.
You are flesh
of the untouchable, homo
Sapien form
You
transmit my sensual,
unspeakable message
in lyrics to me
hold you like our net
raptured one around
the other
Behold
Beholden
You ebb, wax
Burgeon into my subconscious
and I wake
Always—
to phantom permission,
broken awe—
