Bela Lugosi and the Question of Love

When fascination has been invited

it walks with you

takes meals with you

it will sit patiently as you flip through the channels on TV

Choice has fled the scene

It’s subtle at first

but you notice that passion has been edged beyond

the anticipation of flesh

of the press

of the push-me-pull-you into

the realms of closeness

Here is where you now want to be inside

closer than any before

to share time, breath, the blood of life

This is where you want to be

but only with consent

Like a black-and-white movie vampire

you must be invited