we work on some secret codes
you put the letter folding into three
rebellious
satirical
bully
i am, i am that reality subsumed bone-like
enticing
revealing sanctity
bonfire
you keep on telling space: i love you
i desire all of you
crush me, make love to me, bend me,
you kneel and worship
my humility cries
like some rain dripping from my lips
you love this game of the gods of love
and lust
hopefully come cascading
homespun cauldron composing
how come coldness?
reality stings bangs
robust shining body
come! come! hope comes cascading
real sweet boy
waits for a bed-ful of desire.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem