Stay,
You cannot come,
It cannot be,
I dress for another,
Promenade for another
Stay your declarations,
Your protestations,
Your talk of love,
Feelings are useless to me,
Useless as the shade I carry,
That cannot halt the punishing sun,
They cannot loose the binds,
The ribbons pulled tight,
Tight as the ring that bites,
Tight as the bones that push,
That force the baser wants of my gut,
To my throat
That I might vomit them forth
In wanton expression,
Were I not denied the breath to do so,
So stay,
You cannot come,
It cannot be.