Steal me away
from bondage
from uncertainty
for a moment.
One inch of a mile
to share a quiet communion
in the grass,
on the beach,
You are pure,
my unsalted one.
You are innocent
and fumbling for ecstasy.
You drink of me.
In my dreams.
In my razorblade sanctity
the wild one
the dangerous one
the one who will wound you deeply
for a little while.
It is people like me who invade
and steal the heart's trust,
because those who look
oh-so-innocent
are the most dangerous of all