i am beyond desire
i roll around in all
the nuances
i whisper to you
here
i don't know what
i can get from
your whims
if they could be
pealed away like
the ring of a bell
you have the image
presented to you
on a dollar store
hello kitty platter
the image sounds
like the applause
of thighs colliding
not in that violent way
in that sensual posturing
of lust
right now the image tastes
like gin & tonic
but i know your pleasure
has to be much more intoxicating
and sweeter than autumn
the images fits on this page
but lays out on the take down
on the evil stares of a hotel camera
my desire edges toward you like
the unshaven tan lines
o how lust whips up a frenzy
in the back country of desire