Your alabaster beauty
fills these empty halls.
I am watching you.
As my hand memorizes
each curves and contours
of your sculptured life.
I chiseled. I breathed
a ghost of someone
who will never be able-
to reciprocate nor return
the passion unfolding
in cold stone, white-
washed in lunar glory.
Hush now, Venus, hush
in your half-baked shell.
Please lay by the fire light.
Under the moon’s silhouette
and the night full of stars,
feel my night’s embrace.
Letting your nakedness
guiding the master’s touch.
The ocean tides mounting
under my skin, surging.
Setting ablaze a part
of me. Hidden, unrequited-
this undying desire.
Rise now, Venus, rise.
I want you.
Solitude Amidst the Maddening Crowd
