Apostrophe

Poem, be compliant to my caress

Surrender words,  diaphanous letters yielding to my touch,

Reveal  naked subtlety in virginal skin.

Have me fall in love with what I cast into the cosmos.

Tell my lover she is Beloved, Poem

That she and you are one.

Have her feel  gnawing longing absence,  rapturous consummation,

passionate sweat and awkward drip unleashed.

Poem, you are risk itself,

the entreaty sent my Lover, risks anechoic void.

 

[ Oh my God! I published this!]