Fascinated

I’m fascinated By stars, Your photograph burns an image Stripped jive and sashay portrait Bare-boned and statuesque; Jolting below the waist, The cosmic crunch of desire, And how I burn there, Like trashcan or oil-drum fires Radiating against the hobo rags, Heating the stone-cold skin to tingling life. Man, such feelings, By stars Fascinated. Like, how your finger traces the line Of your jaw below the lip, Captured and still, the smile, Monochromatic and enigmatic, knowing and Knowing, enigma within splendour, Black and white eyes smooth as silk and mercury; I reach to touch and my hand strays Trembling from the near contact, And love solidifies, realises; Man, such feelings By stars Fascinated.