Elusive love, for years I beg.
Stop tossing my heart
to your pile of dread.
I deserve the stars, the moon, the seas;
I deserve a place beyond my knees.

Offbeat heart ticks,
cards on bike spokes;
lust, impulse and,
my nerves are stroked.
Unaware you are bearing
your soft sequenced soul.
I read your frequencies,
and take control.

Just entertain this idea awhile.
See if your lips can part a smile.
If they do, take me away from here,
to the places banned
from thought and fear.

-kbww