5/21/93
London, England

Superlative

Defined a goddess by who you sway
A rhythm of knowledge gives you away
Still human and by know means perfect

At times more mortal than you seem now
Then your hair falls frame like, don’t ask me how
Supine desire stands and smiles

I don’t want you for myself
Rather admire you from over here
You hold more in your hand than it appears
The attention of others, their hopes and their fears

Temporary ideals from an idle mind?
Or just representation of a universal kind
Not for me to decide or ponder
Just words from a lustful eye that wanders…