Avant Garde

I want to find you avant-garde enough
To reject all correctness with a smile;
I want you to be strong enough to stuff
The politics of pleasure - you'll beguile
Me to consensual yielding of the warm
And sensual side that you might wish to share,
Aware that when I share, then you may form
And mould me, as you wish, because we dare
To dream and live upon the graphic edge,
Where we can be excited by the thought
Of erotic responses; on this ledge
That I will cling to, knowing I am caught
Between this rock of ages, civilized,
And all the avant garde you'll have devised...