If you had kissed me
There in the afternoon sunshine
I think probably I would have exploded
Into ten thousand new stars
And lit the whole city on fire with my burning

You make something inside of me
Claw its way out of my mouth
With long nails raking tracks out of my throat
It emerges, wet, spoiled, and thinking
It could deserve you

Somehow I am trapped already
In the voluntary cage, trapped by moments:
By the kindness in your eyes
By the way your hands slope down to a cigarette
While you ask me gentle philosophical questions

The next time my heart threatens
To crawl out from between my ribs
I may let it, because I think you might like
This place lit by the burning off of fear
A thousand energies all desiring you