The Rex

Suspension of pleasure.
Distance from heart's happiness cries
-wrong-
My head takes its scattered abscence
to dance at the Rex
Where loneliness eats movement
from the inside out.
Shadowy, flashing red velvet somethings
Flicker over shady tables of cavorting carousers-
Touching sweaty sweetness lingers
Long on my twisting hands.
Flow upward endless resurgence of intimacy
and crush Fear's tremor.
Your masked face feigns emptiness-
I see you whole despite me...
Lay yourself bare, wretch (sorrow stinging)
-find solace in my knowing eyes.
Seek out the false marrow in my love--
Find none.
Is this the nature of desire? This unnameable anxiety?
I live inside your soul, intimacy consumes us.
We move as one-
Life, ours in uncharted vigor.
Our reach is endless.
This thought breaks reason...
You are flame
I am white-stained
Blow