This popped up in Facebook memories. We are all made of China, and spend our lives avoiding breakage.
She seemed so delicate
Her pure white skin
against his dark arm
He was afraid she would break
if he held her too tightly.
She spoke of secret desires
and he understood.
He desired her with a fire
eternal in its power.
Brightly lighting his life,
it threatened to burn
but he came closer anyway.
He wanted to feed her
with his power,
To hold her with his arms,
Seduce her with his intelligence.
His words
were his tools
to let her know
that deep inside
he wanted her to grasp his soul
and carry it to ecstasy.
He imagined that she sat
before a quiet stream
Next to a forest,
while he admired her from a secret place.
He approached, unseen,
and she leaned forward
to hear the passing water.
He knew that if she heard him coming
she would
deer-like
run away to a place of safety,
thinking him to be just another hunter
looking for a meal.
How could he show her
that he was, like her,
a frightened deer,
running away from the hunters
who chased after him,
and that,
together,
they could protect each other
from the destroyers
and the breakers of china?
