I liked you best through the window

Dedicating the first fruits of your maturity

To the teenage dance at the yacht club

Your solid thighs your awkward attempts

To perform the basic duties of a dancer

Your quick eyes targeting an objective

Based on a hazy analysis of desirability

Various archetypical scenarios scripting

A procedure text for the moon

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Compelled to seek a closer understanding

Of that which binds your chaotic fullness

I’m the wild wild unicorn

The little fish you virgin

Captured in your holy grail sweet

Fermenting vessel of proleptic grace

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Walking in the darkness of the outbuildings

First woman changing woman advancing

Toward the role of ideal woman with each foot

Approaching holiness sacred above sacred below

The electrodynamics of your moving body

So white so lovingly displayed our final

Communion explicit sloppy and successful

Silver seed sprouting a dark flawed feeling

We’ll readdress tomorrow…