Some women do it right
for the movement tells the mind
to follow
not the obvious but the certain
incantation of their intention.

Some do it wrong
running from somewhere
they belong.

And in the arms of one
boys turn men
on heavy duty of feeling straight.

Without,
men are so
and go along.

Women no
but kind of go.

An adventure should be
always
one in the arms of another.

And seeing a lot of four arms together
I believe this world still goes.