Inanimate

What do I do
with the passion
I feel for you

I do the dishes
hot soapy water
rushes
washes
over my hands

as I listen to blues
on the radio
these hands
that want
to touch you

baptizing you
in sea foam
and sand

Yet, I mustn't
touch you
this we
understand

still,
what do I do
with the passion
I feel for you

Pattra Burnetto Monroe 1996