"look, i'm not so sure it's a good idea,
don't you think?"
do you really want to know...
i think it's a damn fine idea
i want to take you to the zoo,
read to you in half-conscious darkness,
find the fuzzy and raucous animals in you,
share a taste of comfortable silence,
know who you are in the rain,
traverse your back with haunting fingers,
lick the folds and creases of your brain,
try to lose my way in the unknown
maze that is those shifting radiating eyeballs;
i want to be your four food groups,
the eightysome percent of you that is water
even when it trickles unseen down your cheek;
but mostly i just want to be the one you smile at
with unheard reams of intention;
and now,
chances are good that you will never know
the intenseness of this attraction
until it becomes exceptionally irrelevant.
apr 26, 1999 12:36am david a taylor