I do hear you, but
there is a boundary
Why should I let you in
with your urgent desires?

First, show me
what you're worth and maybe
I'll give you a passport
And even then

first there is the waiting room
It is my life you know!
I won't be spun in
by the sticky silk

of your feelings
and it certainly wouldn't help you
to start nagging or tickling
You can't enforce love