Swinging both ways.....
As frequently objective
As I can ultimately be.
As bold to be polite,
As rough as the Arctic sea.
Being dutifully romantic,
Being so outwardly gay.
Being bent on doing my best,
Being awake for most of the
day.
Caught in fields of doubt,
Caught with my pants down.
Caught behaving extremely
well,
Caught dressed, in her ball
gown.
Doing only what is right,
Doing all I'd love to do.
Doing what is naughty, what is
nice,
Doing it all between the two.
Expecting to be scolded,
Expecting to be caught short.
Expecting that I'll testify
against,
Expecting to be doing what I
ought.
Freedom to create desire,
Freedom to know a sexual heat.
Freedom to be late for work,
Freedom in choosing what I
eat.
Growing into something bigger,
Growing whilst I sleep at
night.
Growing straight and tall and
rigid,
Growing playful as we fit in
tight.
Holding onto outdated logics,
Holding hope of a love to
come.
Holding hands as we get
excited,
Holding release to make it
fun.
Idle to the thoughts of
needing,
Idle for the pain we toss
away.
Idle is the want of missing,
Idle to the way that makes us
gay.
Joy will be the outer limit,
Joy can save our wilted souls.
Joy will be the name of
passion,
Joy can fill the vacant holes.
Kissing breathes a heightened
yearning,
Kissing blows my mind away.
Kissing all the sweetest
parts,
Kissing black and white and
making gray.
Love is giving hands to touch,
Love will grind my fears to
dust.
Love can grow into a fearsome
giant.
Love can be marble like her
bust.
Mounting frenzy comes to
surrender,
Mounting a wild stallion
exceeds desire.
Mounting pressure to release a
moment,
Mounting the volcano of living
fire.
Nobody knows how greed can
muster,
Nobody believed they'd lose
control.
Nobody left their blouse
unbuttoned,
Nobody came until they'd
reached a goal.
Overload to find a happy
medium,
Overload indeed to be set
free.
Overload of power built within
you,
Overload of love, inside of
me.
Placed on top of burning
bodies,
Placed into the hope of this
release.
Placed like jelly onto trifle,
Placed into the world of no
dis-ease.
Quiet when the heat has
wandered,
Quiet in the lull of passions
heat.
Quiet when I lay beside you,
Quiet once you have eaten
sweet.
Robbed of breath by pure
longing,
Robbed of power to be just
myself.
Robbed by doubts of who I'm
being,
Robbed if you'd be left on a
shelf.
Sure of light that fills my
body,
Sure of lust that drives me
wild.
Sure that energy is created in
heaven,
Sure my swinging cannot yet be
beguiled.
Teased to taste tempting
treats tonight,
Teased to find my soul on
fire.
Teased by love to grow
enormous,
Teased to be yet flying
higher.
Used as fodder for his cannon,
Used to be desired in holy
light.
Used in ways unspoken by a
prophet,
Used my power to create what's
right.
Vision will be kept in
colours,
Vision of the best way to let
go.
Vision can express my
yearnings,
Vision of the erotic way you
blow.
Waiting never brought much
blessing,
Waiting on you to be
caressing.
Waiting whilst I watch you
dressing,
Waiting to be with you, just
messing.
Xena warrior princess of
desire,
Xena the girl burnt by this
fire.
Xena darling can take me
higher,
Xena who scorched me in her
pyre.
Yearning to be bold as brass,
Yearning to have touched that
…
Yearning to be made of
stronger stuff,
Yearning to have known her
near enough.
Zeitgeist to be fond of
friendship,
Zeitgeist how my swinging
saved me.
Zeitgeist of the view to be
exotic,
Zeitgeist for the way I'll now
be.
'26 verses of ridiculous turns
of phrase.'
