I have a fantasy
a fantasy of romance with him
in this fantasy I dance with him
touch him and feel him in all his glory and beauty
I need him to feel his coil around me
like shrouds around my till body and soul
he is so beautiful I need him so much
such a beautiful bliss will be this romance


I also had a dream
a dream in wjich I bestow him
the sun the moon and all the stars
which they too bow downbefore his greatness
my lust for him has hit me like a poisoned arrow
through my sad and lonley heart
I'd love him eternally as much as a mere mertal could
such a beautiful bliss would be this romance with him



I want him so much so beautiful and dark is he
I want him forever so glorious and mysterious is he
but he won't come as much as i will him
and ironically it's life itself which is the barricade
between us
with him it would be so perfect
would feel no spare nor plenitude-perfect balance
such a beautiful bliss would be this romance with him
such a beautiful bliss would be this romance with death