ultra

sweet in presentation I weep tears of regret
my soul holds tight, keening inside
with a slow realization you're a man of the world
with so many others who need your genius

a heart so deep I get lost deep in your need
I am cherished but I can't fulfill all the roles you require
a beloved woman, a whore, a job that needs your intelllect

you seduce the beauty in me touching my pain and I know a love so deep
I reach out to touch your gold but I am held in suspended animation
you don't belong to me

the brittle truth you are an anchor, a touchstone
the one i always return to when I drift too far
bringing to mind home and hearth
I keep my innerwoman chaste so you always have a truth to come home to

a relationship of honesty
watching your stoic resolve
I know i'm loved deep in place no one else can touch

I hurt in colors reserved for your eyes alone
you know the names of all the exotic women I hold
they are pieces of my fantasies of us

dressed to perfection enigmas
they answer to your needs
singing to your lost boy

sending you back to the world a man of vision
delicate deceny covorting for you in the background
a woman to be your port
should you find yourself adrift