Besides You
Besides you there
just a rush of mad air
blowing over all reasoning
with hurricane seasoning
complexities simpled over the edges
clipping the tops of the hedges
but to no avail, we are behind
not to be felt by even the blind.
Besides you there
just a handful of hair
wanting to shampoo it in the waterfall
giving in, you can have it all
standing naked in the river
nipples hardened with shiver.
Besides you there
just a ride at the fair
swirling around
upside down
in through the dark tunnel
out the small end of the funnel.
Besides you there
me, no worse for the wear
your hands bubbling all over me
give up the soap, slip it free
I'll rub in the lather that hides you
I will never see
anyone...besides you.