Private space at a crowded chattery vernissage
War #3, 2006 Watercolor on Rag Paper
Hesitantly
I touched you tired
afraid to hurt the toy
with trepidation
I entered you
felt no resistance
searching longing to
release you
reach your brain
explore
the lone sombrous chemins
felt you wetting
wetting pulling myself
touching
your most intimate realm
seeing
travelling interior spaces
you are opening up
letting
me in I felt you
surrender
almost myself
come again
visit
5/5/98 NYC~
pour S.