Adoration of the host
be it that I burn for elfin guys like you...
Maybe you could know of me what I cannot know myself
Maybe you remind me of someone essentially special to me an aeon ago
Maybe you would listen to my incessant demands
Maybe you are the waif flickering gently between the surfaces of my dreams
Maybe you are so deep I can not sink to the bottom anymore
Maybe I want to break free from the shackles of an imaginary Narcissus flower
Maybe I could be like a mother - nurturing, suckling and slowly loving you
until I am lost and wholly become a part of you
Maybe you're like the rose whose petals I love to caress
Maybe your voice is the disposition of oceans - endlessly mature and fresh like the westerly winds, redolent as the westering sun
Maybe your eyes threaten to dissolve me, maybe I'm slave to your gaze
Maybe you make me swoon and not only when almost covered with drugs
Maybe you could be my friend also
Maybe the Name of the Father of my pre-history assents to your presence
Maybe you are the transcendental sign of my melancholy
Maybe I'm lost without you
Maybe from the moment I loved you, you moved so far away
Maybe from the moment I loved you, you were lost to me
Maybe your truth only shines brightly at an unbreachable distance
Maybe I desire you like a...
(c) 2000 by Daniel du Prie