You must know what I
Do not like in ideas
That I am biology
Crude and mechanical
But as everything as
Its two sides, in reality
I love you in order to
Fulfil my biology and
Romantic notions of how
To start infinity again
Or in your womb weave
The joys of the future
You must know that I
Am passionate about the future
My love has two lives
In order to love you I must
Secure a better position
And not get too caught
In your sinking eyes
And the your charisma
The nuances of cherries
And the mischief of the fox
The grapes that you like
In the hard gold of your cheeks
And the blue limits of your goodness
The swelling equation
Beneath your breasts
You must know that I
Suffer to remain progressive
Though by instinct
Your hips are like opaque pearls
And your touch has
The timbre of feathers
Your smile has the root
Features of my favourite stars.