Silver Metal Lover
Your silver skin
mercury in motion
rolling over my own pale flesh
looks
feels
right
Breaking my barriers
strength in your metal hands
patience in your circuitry
love in your machine heart
Amber eyes
reflecting the electricity
running through the ore
in the data banks they call your mind
Or is it something more
My lover
with not quite natural flaming hair
not even looking for your humanity
have found your soul
And singing with more than perfect pitch
infinity doesn’t stand a chance against keeping you from me
my perfect
silver
metal
lover
November 2, 1992
Tressa Lee Breen
