Lover dear
Why do your eyes look at me
And not despise what it is you see
Why do your gentle touches
******* alive
And create fire
So large
I cannot
Breathe
And why does your giggle
Echo throughout the chambers
Of my heart and brain
You
You who has become paintings
Tattooed onto my brain
Thoughts so rapid,
Words I cannot understand
Oh, how hopeless I am
Why, lover dear,
Are you not in my hands?