Are you going to retract from me now
Dripping away, sticky
Shedding drops of you from me
Don’t!
I want to keep our hexagon replenished
Our walls draped in golden quilts of sweet adhesion
Glued around each other
Never to chafe the ground, again

I hope you love as strongly as you hate

So when I feel your hate coursing through me
I breathe it in deep and suffuse my being
With all its intensity
Madly, ravishingly, destructively

…as a way to feel all the love with you
I cannot have.

My mind cannot surface from your bare skin
This is the face of heaven
There are deeper depths, deeper breaths here
My mouth seeking yours for air
There is no beginning, there is no end
(The reality of this fantasy is unreal).