Fixations immutable,
Options limitless.
Rearranging positions until
Awareness is…..
You and me, imperfectly melded, 
Forgetting clocks, yet quite
Awake for sunrise and
Naughty replays of
This feels sooo–
Ahhh! Oooh! Don’t sto–
Shhhh! The neighbors.
Yes! Fantasy it is & 4 now is all it can be.