Sonnets To JenniCam I, 4

October 6, 1996

Oh, you fingertips, slip now and then down to the bow that you yourself tied, entice it to loosen, and open wide the lacework, revealing her glory again. Oh you clever and sensitive fingers, through you such joy flows out and in. Feelers of pleasure and pleasure-bringers, you make her smile when you begin. Don't be afraid your full caress will be lost in the net's emptiness; full are her breasts, full are her thighs. The music of her intimate sighs may be too haunting for us to bear. But her face ... but her hair ...

San Jose, October 21, 1998

In addition to being a tribute to Jenni, this poem is also a satire of R. M. Rilke's "Sonnets to Orpheus I, 4".