take pictures of your face

& let me see them

     let me see them &

i am seeking symmetry in your lines

like heroin shot in my toe-space

to quell this lachrymose spell

that anchors me to the ocean floor

take selfies & give them to me

                     i’ll set up a dropbox

let me see you smile or grin

or bite your lip you fucking vixen

my eyes belong to you

                                 to you, to you

to you as you see fit to squash

or set on the nightstand

while you meander around

in boy-cut underwear

find a second in the golden hour

to let your hair down

& snap a photo to angle

at me—  

              robust beauty—

                             diligent dilettante—

i want to look into your eyes

without you really looking back.