I think about Us &
its all so.red&raw.
tingling&electric.
its all so scarring
like finger tips My
skin,like water dips.

is it thereforYou,too
? You saw Me,today,
just to see Me,Ithink.
filmic,You said it was,
I think You missed Me.
I think You feelsmooth

& miss the spinal,shock
&sparking excitement.
it is something,magnet
ic,so     enticing that We
generate. see? it is that
I think this is under Us

,Our own fidelity. You told
Me,then,that  You loved him.
Take him & Go,ifso, but I do
not see aworldinthis oyster
shell. I think You see You
are making such a misstep.

if I am not over You,then
I am under You,&You,me.
I like to think You see my
poems. I like to think how
You want to tell Me You
see'em,& howYoulike'em

I like to think Id like You
in any dimension
                   ,Yknow?