Axis of the Universe

I have to listen to you more Now when I think of the soft, Hard Silky Touch I still have no familiar frame Give it then from my Heart Just that Much Blind as all moves must be Doesn't fate demand The plans that form like foam Upon the crest, The nape of The Wave Strolling down the slanted Avenue of the Sea? I want my breath to be taken from you more Then when we talked on the phone On the Phone I still have no familiar frame But from a blind perspective Something golden glowing I need to stir the air around your vortex more I need to twirl the stars Through finite areas Realigning with the slant Of the Axis of the Universe