it's a man's world?

i would never lift a single neuron of anger
nor gripe  
but simply wish to borrow images of minds
to relish in dark corners
with permission
with the simple allowance
that my innocuous desperation
the taught elastic desires pulled so paperly thin
that your mere breath sends shivers down one’s mind
may fondle the echoes of you
 
i would never even ask for a touch
except from will’s intent on thought
but to be allowed to be a reparation
to prove that men can be good
give you pavement to click upon
traversing tenderness i cannot hide
a plummeting center of gravity
from which lowered eyes are pulled
into contemplative suffering
a lift to your sail
as i  
listen desperately to the passing hint of you
allowed
permitted
to indulge
in its obsession
oh may i please just have that
and i forfeit and ignite bonfires
and move boulders you find obstacles
for all the rest