Medium rare, please

having you rare

prompts my tastebuds to get aware

of the unavoidable schism between

your incompleteness and my in-between

so that we'll both get back

to finding one fine soothing crack

that'll shield our status quo 

my erect need and your foggy ego



should we skip this lame scenario

we may get cruising outside the limbo

we may find some proper feast

you'd be a maenad and I a hoofed beast

we'll lure each other's will astray

should we dare to take this way

though by the time of letting go

we'd feel the outcome somewhat faux



I shake my head for I'm thinking 

this is but my lucid dreaming 

and something's got far too distorted

there's no face within your portrait 

rather let your taste entrance my cortex

since we have no other prospects

yet I wish you were bit more prepared

I wish you were medium-rared