Boticelli’s Venus

Baby you can come inside me, don’t try to fight it
Baby are you here beside me, or just a puff of smoke?
Veil of seaweed blackening the gulf
Are you good to drive home?

I had spent so long in a daydream that you were not familiar
Stranger than a seaweed algae washed on the shore
Botticelli’s Venus painting
You emerge like smoke

Smoke in nighttime, sirens outside
Violence in my soul
The apartment whеre this started
Gone into thе hole — where another family lives!

Meet you at a Soho apartment, get off at Spring Street
It hits me as a deep down memory, a sense response
Of a Penn State thrift store, Mom bought me a toy
Millenium Falcon

Kept that memory deep within me
Never told a soul
When I kissed you something came through
Back from long ago

Our whole love was in that thrift store
In that reaching back
Animal instinct, deepest in me, the hidden things I know

Kept inside a place within me
Where the armor falls and then I am weak
To the Venus Painting, Botticelli

Kept inside, deep inside me
Where the Venus Painting, Botticelli burns