These unencircled fingers In thrall with you Stay unassumed, almost daily.
I missed you way too long! It's when the dream lingers, Almost the end of night, That I may put you on These preppy pallid Particles, You my vibrant petites.
You can hardly Lay there sheltered In the box, Cool and amorous.
What is part of you now, Does it solidify in silver? Are you cast in gold? They say, humans Absorb them too.
But you always shine Embracing Everything you do. I'd just as soon Come to be in you.
Oh, to contain substance So virtually fluid! It seems many a day I am still in search of it (of you).
Why then you dissociate Just like that, Or is it from my dream? That easy to be ****** in love.