A darkness-taunting light he spoke to me;
A missing part, a tongued wordful rub;
To him I wrote a sign that we could be;
Inevitable imminence of love.
Receptive to his body, I gave mine
As he gave his without a second thought
As gods were jealous, humans were divine;
I told my feelings true, not what I ought.
Now soon the fuckful dream be realised
When I shall grind him close in love’s embrace
As we look up we see a loving sky;
A diff’rent world begun from the same place.
A place for fuckful love and loveful fuck;
This love: begun with chances that we took.