Untouched II

'Ought to' lives in my dreams
were I strong enough is would not
veer off to phantasy.

Yet unable as I am
I see is and despair as no
'ought to' was ever given to
a coward's touch.

And you are
no 'ought to' is needed
to make thy touch sweet
thy smile a fairies touch
thy look sandman's dust.

You are and I cannot
be but only drown
my self-pity among
hedonic platitudes
dream erringly unnerved
of what I 'ought to'
to be with you
as is.