If you want my apartment, sleep in it

but let's have a clear understanding:

the books are still free agents.

If the rocking chair's arms surround you they can

also let you go, they can shape the air like a body.

I don't want your rent, I want

a radiance of attention

like the candle's flame when we eat,

I mean a kind of awe

attending the spaces between us-

not a roof but a field of stars.