I want to be
where her legs run
together
I want to become
what she dreams
I want the
passion of midnight,
silent shudders of
unwanted ecstasy,
of inappropriate intimacy,
I want to hear the
quiet moans of soft clutchings
in empty halls when
no one is looking.
I want the quenching
of my body with hers
I want the consummation
of my desire.

AcB 10.11.99