Serenade of time / unravelling
That which we don’t possess /
Steers a passage
Through adolescent grief /
I travel his unshaven smile
Contours of desire lead me here /

I stay in his delicious deceit /

His *******’
Purloined my desire
Stole, requested expectations

My boyhood kidnapped and  
Fed secrets for other
Purposes

Blue eyes, pieces of
An unsolved jig-saw
Slotted into my need

Such theft, such theft
Such theft, such theft
So generously given.