A Platonic Lovenote
by Greg Chan.
Hearsay lay rest on lips of mute minds
I proclaim my love to you.
Indulge with me, a sin of vices
As we walk the plank of damned joy.
Hold thy hand dear queen of heartache
My only defense: an ignorance of lust.
I beseech you not to take from me
This love, deeper than our skins
where bodies may never touch;
Yet of eachother, we know so much.