I was
I am
I always will be
Lost in the sky

And if you should call another's name,
and not my own.
And if another shall plant to your subtle lips a rose.
And if another shall feel the rivers of your spine.
And if another shall long to feel the heat of your embrace,
a whisper never to die.
And if another shall cause your clouds to pour out rain.
And if you should visit the night,
not with me longer,
but with another.
And when the night asks of my whereabouts,
you shall tell it slant - or tell not at all.
You should call to me, a word at least.
And i'll visit my fellow and behold my love to keep.

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body.  i like what it does,
i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new