And when she left me I felt no jealousy For company I had this fantasy I imagined her without me in ecstasy Alone or amongst women only When she arouses herself to her crisis herself She tries to touch the centre that comprises herself She sees the shapes that fantasy devises for her She feels beneath her finger how it rises for her Pleasure approaches, she surprises herself When she arouses herself to her crisis herself For my clumsy butter fingers she abandoned me And all my brutal masculinity Now I like to think of her forgetting me utterly Abandoning herself much more skillfully When she arouses herself to her crisis herself She tries to touch the centre that comprises herself She sees the shapes that fantasy devises for her She feels beneath her finger how it rises for her Pleasure approaches, she surprises herself When she arouses herself to her crisis herself Torn away from Kansas like some Dorothy In a Wizard of Oz become pornography Maybe she'll land on Lesbos and discover Sapphic tendencies In harems full of Eastern promiscuity When she arouses herself to her crisis herself She tries to touch the centre that comprises herself She sees the shapes that fantasy devises for her She feels beneath her finger how it rises for her Pleasure approaches, she surprises herself When she arouses herself to her crisis herself "I could go on for hours ..... " And when she left me I felt no jealousy For company I had this fantasy I imagined her without me in ecstasy Alone or amongst women only