Come with me, to trials unknown Your like is of the kind I wish to know so well Your skin is smooth of nurture Of all I care to breathe I soak in sweet pearly sweat- An accursed cure for lonely days Your swift hands and gentle touch Has sent me pains of needed hurt I read of books and tales of love You write the rosy, compelling words Of my lifelong battle-sonnet A song so coarse I sing Verse so cold and damning Warmed up by youthful vigor Of all that see the world unbound You give me cheerful eyesore On realms of rape and murder I want to need a curse like you Days spent unwhole have diseased My brain, my eyes, my soul The savior of my soul has come Yet body I must but see In fleeting, plotting crowds