Rough love from tough men
Taught me to be normal. They
Used me, they dumped me.
To big brother they
Did the same; still he lingers
Around their house, waits.
Little brother had
Not his patience; he went to
The bars and found them
Which was wise? Lonely
Me, needy big, full little?
Which is normal now?
Your sex, velvet in
My fingers, your lips and tongue
Are my honeycomb
Eden should have been
You and I. Greater passion
Than ours; never been.
In my dreams we are
Together. We don’t concern
Ourselves with others’
Opinion of what
We do. My husband and your
Boyfriend don’t exist
In my dreams. We fly,
Exhilarated, bodies
Mingled, you and I.
All I ask is that
You just come with me, and we
Try it. Can we try?
Just to see how it
Feels. No one needs to know. It
Won’t change us at all.
Millennia did
I watch the Earth, and did not
Find one to fall for.
Your gravity is
Controlled by mine. Subjected
Beneath me, shadowed.
To be a man; be
Seen strong and lean, then filthy,
Depraved, then repeat.
He was taught that his
Beauty was feminine, learned
To despise himself
Herman’s Hermitage 