Political Ideals

closest thing to a love poem i've ever written

 

You          silver ring

left hand

Blank   no jewel or etching

            visible

She must mean

          more than words and titles

               what love is

      for you,

 

I have spent the last two semesters

       8 months

With a desire to taste you, become my poem

     on fingertip while the other hand works

            across words

allusions to sex    my wanting you

 

conclusion           Witnessed

the two of you

            hands for careful seconds

thread fingers

            & i’m more to appreciate the sight

        how she matches             drag of fingers across back of knuckles

Place immediate wants you…or her

            in pen stroke

 

. 11:19AM Tue 04/13/10 (Written, Frank)