DIDACTIC POEM NUMBER FIVE OF DESIRE
Some of us take love lightly: some do not.
Kindness resolves this. Softens. In the head
A kiss is as important as in bed
To writhe and twine. Though maybe not as hot.
Love is a yearning. Or an hour we share.
Swift parting kiss on naked shoulder blade.
It’s not a guarantee that you’ll get laid.
Delight and torture. Often quite unfair.
It is about them. Never about you.
Their choices always. Never your desire.
It is a pitch that tunes up higher and higher
Your fingers turn it tight. The only screw
You’ll ever get. Exquisite pain her kiss.
There is no evening with her that you’d miss.