Experiment 9
Relative Desire
Relative Desire
Untouchable, desirable
and desired;
One cannot touch
even half-moon breasts
Which tightening hands yearn to enfold.
Wandering errant wishes
wanting forbidden fruits
Of virgin tenderness.
Too young by far; yet too old.
Angel's face, with soft bright hair blown
In wisps
over eyes bright,
Yet which hold mystery
of shy and peeping nymph
Darting to cover once more
to hide one naked moment
Of eyeful truth
I long to lie beside her
To hear her whisper to me alone.
But the incestuous paradise
Enthroned in such beauty can never be mine
Unless . . .