My hallucination, every drug that i

Need. i love you for your beauty. i love you

For the books you read. i watch you laze

In the sun, i watch your head come

Undone ; you smile ; the man and child with

Bee-stung lips where my tongue trips and

Curls and you kiss like a girl.

It frees me... frees me from the freeze.

And with the liberation everything's

Taken higher ; and every complication,

Another spark for the fire. you're nothing

More than eighteen but you are more than

You seem to be. you'll win me with pale

White hands and soft demands and ways

To set the days ablaze.

It frees me from the freeze...

You're like a favourite saint kept

Alive in prayer and paint. one looked a

Lot like you... saucer-eyed and stoned

And out of the blue.