I wish I had
As many words as you
To say what I mean
The way you do
‘Cause no one says my name
The way you do
Wrap your arms around me
Like the rings around the sun
And hold me closer
Lost in purple velvet kisses
If this is
All we get
I’m okay with that
‘Cause no one says my name
The way you do

Perhaps every fold of a slumbering valley
Every sombre bowing willow tree
Every shiny slate on a python’s armoured back
Are all just hieroglyphics
I have etched upon the wall
To make my platonian cave
Less drab

If the only real thing could be
The shape of your name
On my paper lips
Would that nothingness
Not be beautiful
After all?

I look to like
If looking likens likeness
To a likeness I should like
But your liking looks
Much more like a want
Than liking
Likewise I should like to look
For liking more that just anticipation
In you