Keep me in this place of vagueness,
cool dissonance passing between
my eyes and yours and deem it
love.
Keep me here, as I am at home here.
In the passing.
I am ethereal in my smoke-laden internal compass.
I dangle before you tools of your trade for
ecstasy and
decadence.
I swivel below the ribs,
all the easier to eat me with,
I faint at the sight of your kindness.
I will weep for your laughter and
water your shortcomings;
we will grow less as we
become more.
Follow me.
And I will lead you down the
garden path of
I just can't
help myself.