Never say it’s finished
Never say the time to seduce me has finished,
with what you get from me do not be satisfied.
There is always something further, a higher aim
towards which I’m sure we’ll be happy to move.
You increase my desire for mystery,
with you, I like to feel lost in the great sea;
I like to drift along, not touching the ground,
which we now call michelangelling.
Defi ne, in front of me, the signs of your code;
make me blurred, confuse me with so much familiarity;
come nearer to the point where you are out of focus;
if you see me turn pale, it’s because you make me hungry.