• You, beautiful darling,
    Missed one lately
    (Now, not sooner, because before you existed
    In despised glory, occupying
    A vague corner of my dying intellect)
    Gone from original lust
    To deepest hate
    To desire and wanting/needing
    Your return to me.

    I wish we could exist in the bright
    Planes of my own device
    Where liquid daylight seeps quietly
    Through the broken asphalt beneath our floating feet
    And all is well
    (In a world created by connection
    sans intimacy) –
    Yes, it could be said that I desire you.
    Return, amamé.