Patience

I want to fill you up with my love – strain your membranes to a balloon-bursting bounce, a finger-flick-tested twang, I want to pump up your gas to eye-pop bright I want to precisely extract the string of your pain from a small hole in the back of your neck I want to lift you high offer you light tighten your ear drums to hear special frequencies I want to feed you my sweet hunger one drop at a time.