Come as you are.
Carry your intensity – a cerebral aphrodisiac.
My coyness in retreat.
I feel your flow.
The mystery slowly unfolds.
My attention is yours.
With expectations endless and non-existent
This passion almost strangled by its very nature
And yet as I watch it transgress,
transform, transcend, transmute
radiating an endless dimension
A “gift” into something that will bury itself inside of me
Each time, every time
I read every word you have written, so far.