Let my lips enfold you
like petals about the stamen
Let my hand caress you
like the ocean
caresses the shore
Let my eye behold you
more beautiful than a Rembrandt
Your touch is like
the first shock
of cold water
the pleasure
of the swim shortly afterward
the feeling
of womb-like safety
imparted by the water
now warm with familiarity
I watch you breathe
and I am amazed
and excited
by the impossibility of life
I hear your voice
and my body prickles
with anticipation
The juxtapostion of
your skin and mine
is lie that of
Pygmalion and his Art
Let me be your statue
whom
at your wish
your longing
your desire
Venus gives life
I want you
like Hunger
wants Satiation
like Thirst
wants Water
Do you want me?