Oblivious to me
you fled to a chaste silence
Today
I long for you
and whether I beg or throw my blows
you do not come to me
You remain alienated
harsh, dark, supreme
like a dark long convent hall
You are an angel of hard delight
apathetic, orgasmic rebel
you give me hair raising tremors
you make me burst in pleasures
like inflaming gun-powders
Come back to me, you rebel
and annihilate me forever.