In Aubergine Ochers

In aubergine ochers I painted your eyes,

And smiles that your smooth lips would wear in disguise.

Eclipsed by the dark of your eyes, are my dreams;

Your words floating round, that my own being sings.

In time I would learn all your body's warm contours,

Or could touch the whole length of your form, sans detours.

I know I must stay very far from your face,

Otherwise I'd devour you, with but one taste.

Let no tears ever fall, from you for me;

I could never withstand that tragedy;

Your pity would turn my world inside-out,

And all self control and discipline rout.

I can safely live here only at distance,

With all your compassion still just a pittance.

Don't lift your hand; don't touch my ice-

Unless you are willing to pay full price.