today

i thought about you
wondered what you were doing
today
today it was your ears, beloved
the twist
the curve
the way the sun shines red
through the tender conch
i have tried to paint them
but
their beauty defies me
i am so transfixed
i forget even
that ears are ripe for nibbling
they are the very david of ears

along with his soulful eyes
i hope he has your ears
she can have my ears
which are quite fine enough and feminine
she can have my eyes too
how disconcerting
to look into those eyes
she will be a challenge
she will look into my very soul

does it ever frighten you

it won't frighten him though
he'll just open his eyes wide
and i'll fall into them

don't let me spoil him

tell me i should spoil you instead

you're much more ornery
it won't hurt you any