S E X Chromosome.

Torture my skin with soft touches
from another worldly din.
And would you hold down
the noise from the clatter in your mind?
Have you noticed I
still see the whites of your eyes.
I'll give the world something
to laugh at today.

But do you sin in the light
do you pray when it is night?
Someone calls you and wakes you
from your sleep.
But do you notice
the crimson on your hands?

I've got a dream that
I want to write down tomorrow.
Your black and white world matches my sepia-tone.
But I'd rather not
think of this word.
That burns into my
unprotected mind.
I'll kiss you and call you beautiful
if you notice the words that I whisper.
If you notice the way
I hold your hand in mine.