Shackled Snakes

Painfully patient
Forging exactness
Creating his sweet
Longing to see
Without concrete.

Pretending
to be awake
Pretending
i'm not a fake
Pretending
i am yours to take
Pretending
the sun won't bake

Me.

Simply simmering
Lying in blackness
Absorbing his heat
Learning to stand
Without feet.

Suspending
wanting to soar
Suspending
yet no uproar
Suspending
entirely sore
Suspending
explore

Me.