is this light so bright, for Me or do you make pink boyish cheeks of all? hail from miles and ages can you stand to be Psyche so adored, you siren, you pirate, you gold treasure? can you be held, had without dimming? is this Desire creeping, that glimmering hook, quieter and dark once set to stomach can I drag you down and explore your depths? are you just her curious daughter? or are you Venus herself, inexhaustible by depth and can you resist my light—my dark? a dance then, and shine every facet of you, bright creature, we shall find you out.