With Ease

His essence has begun staining

My ulterior motives painting

A new future to a beginning

Different from anything

I have ever experienced

In a chase for equality

Both physically and spiritually

His being creates an ambiguous

Feeling nurturing the deepest

Desires to come rushing in

Between walls impenetrable

By things unreasonable

His thoughts mean something more

where sensible lingered

Around a bend of contemplation

On things unknown

We’re both grown

His touch generates a rush

Of meditation, a haste of normalcy,

An acceleration of intellect,

With a blast of physical attraction,

And a hint of ecstasy

He’s a cross between a balance

And a disease

Unpredictable, unwanted,

but able to catch with ease.