Sneaking glances from the other side of the hallway
I smile desiringly to myself.
All I really want is to call you mine.
To hold your lithe body against my own.
To press my lips to yours.
To grab your hand and never let go.
Your eyes are as deep as the Marianas Trench
And as warm as a fire in the middle of winter.
I feel like you wear a cloak of depression and silence
But I know that deep within your veiled form
There is a bright sun wanting only to shine through
It does get its way sometimes
When a truly happy smile works its way to your face.
I know where you're coming from
We're alike in so many ways....
If only the space between us was gone.

This To Few
This is all that to spend
Wish I would, wish I could,
This is more just to bend,
More than awful or good,

More than awesome, or Bud,
Or of Petal excel –
World of thousand studs,
Now Story your tell!..

Tell, how deeply profound
Your super face is,
Trample all to the Ground
In order to please,

Sing your Vesper and mourn
All these Mornings and Stars:
I admire your Moan,
I desire your Lust!..

Admiration, desiringly
Sets on its Sails:
Who is Admiral, darling? –
You’ll ask up the Stairs.

And the Sailors in Silence
Will point here at you:
What a scorching Appliance
That’s given to Few!..