That sculpture you made,
the one with four
of your faces, I
fell in love with it,
unsurprisingly
does your beauty touch you like it does me?
Like sharp and invigorating winds in fall?
sweet-cornered lips, curving cheekbone,
delicate eyelid, angelic beauty of man,
cast in plaster, four of them
nodding in fine repose
white, smooth, cool, hard,
yes, fitting. Like some of your other attributes,
wouldn't you say? No, of course
I wasn't referring.... your heart, love,
cool and hard, your heart, as desirable and
forbidden as stolen
diamonds.
