Give me the distance
To sustain my fantasy
Against crawling reality
Of thick neighborliness,

Give me the autonomy
To keep you
Sublime and beautiful
In your yearning absence,

Give me the liberty
To call you
In my dreams
Without your real presence,

Give me the voice
That sublimates into hymnals 
Then tantalizes into
Appalling blasphemies,

Give me the threshold
Of revealing a story
And then withholding
For the sake of necessity,

Give me the proximity
Which does not repel
But oscillates between
Disclosure and secrecy.