love is a gift–love is a curse
heartbreak leaves me sick–toxic debris is the worst
from wild nights in gotham–to the beaches of zipolite
i’ve met my karmic match–in the flames that fire when you meet me
my heart has been opened wide–to transcendant moments
to transcendant love–to that space where time is frozen
if i ever let you in–if i ever use these words
you are forever under my skin–like a sheath protects a sword
i’ve wasted time yearning–for men beyond approach
intoxicated by the burning in my heart and in my throat
i knew i was different–by age eight or ten
i acquired queer sentience–seduced the cocks of older men
love and lust–heart and mind–orgasmic thrust–orgasmic fire
faith and trust in the night–fuel my soul with desire
–BYPO PHOENIX c)2017
