im tempted to tell you that i am going to burn your house down
preferably with you
in it
wearing your mothers robe
and your fathers slippers
sipping white wine
and talking on the phone to a new lover
from amsterdam
who calls you
ricardo
it's richard
and ill remind you of this while you burn

to give myself
in heightened states
of unselfishness
causing a creation of purpose
without doubt
drowning in the relevance
of beauty
keeping touch with manifestations
referred to as
love

the
leven
taken sweetly smile
bed hold sheet
he
turns against the grain
of seam
in
to me
loving me
madly