For the sake of Reason
Unlimited time from limbo,
My dream of Sylvia's rest
The way she would see I saw her.
Except for a hole in the chest.
I made it with love. And her passion
-her face revealed it to me-
stirred up partly by my old fashion
took off, trying better to be
the woman, a Mother of many
with eyes of excitement and joy.
I desired it: know not of any
a man, or even a boy
that better deserved it,ever,
than I who was newborn twice.
No, Sylvia, I shall never
forget girls are different from guys.