I'll turn my mirror into yours
Dreaming you dream of me,
and as I see my form set free
See you revealed through me.

Our floodlight gaze absorbed
By our translucent buttons,
As we undo each other.
Our hands riveted
By belt clasps, zips,
Before the breeze,
Limb-manifesting fall.

I want to get behind your eyes,
Feel your desires:
Let my shirt melt into your blouse,
Your bra into my singlet,
Our loving eyebeams fuse our briefs
Through deep-held breaths of our desires

Our vision goes light years
Beyond the Internet.

Then let that mirror turn to water
Hiding its reflective power
To us, who fuse and blend,

and through disrobing revelation
Mill edges of androgyny.

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