If to taste
The nectar of passion
One should
But not with a forfeit
Of sense and sensuality

And if to touch your hair
Should i reach
Touch my mind you must
For the wanderings of lust
Of wanton longing
Brings no feel

For without feel
Shall my skin awaken
Shall i feel the spin
Of a million galaxies
In the sheet
Of an inane

I for one shall pass
For such is my lust
For i seek the twinkle of joy
In the eyes
Of one , who shall understand such