So beautiful that I've forgotten to breathe
	lost within a childish asphyxiation
	contemplating how the fleshy folds of your face
	would feel beneath sienna hills and valleys
	And yet--
	...
	I do not even know who you are
	...
	constructing life and lust from a colorful collage of myth and life
	snapshots, sketches, fragments of words
	to build a lover I cannot touch, and yet will always touch me
	pulling the tendons of involuntary muscles as if puppet strings.
	In truth, you are not mine
	Could I handle the reality of your essence were it so?
	And should I care?
	I merely wish to impregnate your imagination as you have burrowed within mine.
	to leave seed nourished within the shallow womb of your desire and affection.
	Molding fantasy with eyes, lips, thighs
	kept warm beneath thick blankets
	cold within damp sheets
	Need me? Love me?
	No.
	Create me
	And I know I'll have succeeded
	Born within you
	yes
	as you have been born within me.