If eyes are the window to the soul
It's no wonder why mine are blue

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

Isn’t it funny,
The happiness we pretend to have
Is the very thing
Holding us back from living.

this country would be so different
if we built a mirror rather than a wall
we could see that our reflections
aren’t so different after all