I have been
seduced. by the sight of
sky-scrapers that bleed warm city lights, and
highway veins that flow deep with ambitions,
and visions that leave much, yet little
to desire. I
am ensnared —
within the grip of her coffee-cup clutch.
when I close my eyes, I see
her thighs spread wide with trains leaking, sweetly
from between her legs and
I am undone.

She needs me/free
so,
when I come too close she springs,
back — arms ever-reaching to remind
I need not stray too far, either.