all these days and nights i have dreamed
of
you,
the star of all these passionate scenes
new york, london,
paris, the arctic ice cap
- oh the stagecraft you inspired,
the
elaborate sets
the twists of plot required
to get you there,
right
where
i wanted you.
but now you are here
trashing up my
couch
awkward with my friends,
handling me too much, touching me
not at all.
and what now?
clumsy embraces, hands unsure
and the
look on your face
when i indicated
that foreplay
might be
fun.