fighting city hall

Would you love me more
if i were a better more attentive
lover with toned abs
and tanned skin
not an ounce of fat on me
and bright sparkling blue eyes?

If I made Bill Gates money
and ate fancy french goat cheese on
those brown rye, pumpernickle
fake bread style frufru crackers
they give out at receptions
full of lawyers, judges
and gangly trophy wives?

if i recited poetry by the Brownings
sat with rapt attention at the opera
stopped chewing cigars
drinking vanilla stoli and coke
and playing texas hold'em
with the boys on tuesday nights?

if i wore tight white briefs instead of
bland colored boxers and massaged
your back by candle light while covering
the edges of your skin with chipmunk
kisses fast then slow full of bites
and nibbles and the knowledge that
soon you'll be eaten
alive?

would you love me more
if i were spiritual -- if GOD knew my name
and embraced me
right in front of you
in a long flowing robe
as if i were someone
special?

would you love me more
then?