My How He's Grown

Admirable
More so than
Imagined
Seen in the
Actions
I witness
Such love
Fulfilling him
In ways I've never known
My how he's grown
Quite handsome
And wholesome
In the years
Since we first met
I couldn't have guessed
This man would have emerged
Forming from fatherhood
Embraced with enthusiasm
Aptitude and grace
Due dilligence to see
That his son be happy
And live without need
11/27/2015

Still Tempted

Quaint notions

Needs negotiated away

Wavering vexations 

Traversed upon known paths

Moments mused by the motion

Tentative tenacious liberties

Taken with me

Taken by me

Minded more so than less

Gestured in caress

Strong hands kneading

A pale freckled back

Dig in and demonstrate

How shall we satiate

Requesting reciprocation

Counting chances

Passed on

Lost to time

Something someone’s

Not trying to find

So why am I-

Still tempted 

To try?

10/01/2009

The Sound That They Do

Yes,

It's true

With the sound

That they do

So immaculately engulfing

I am seized

By tactfully built tension

Eased

Into the moment

Out of my mind

Presence based

Body rooted

Absorbing and expelling

Kinetic energy

Quite magnetically

Wordlessly telling

The motion required

Is sonically inspired

And never leaves me tired

 

Yes,

It's true

With the sound

That they do

I always

Want more

I'll tell you

What for

I feel the need

To explore

How feet

Float across the floor

Moving we

Our muscles taught

With time bought

Zested

For peak flavor

We savor

Each delicately paletted note

As we taste it

Yes,

It's true

With the sound

That they do

I am clearly moved

Percussion inducing

The immediacy of labor

But I consider it

To be a great favor

When my eyes burn

From dripping sweat

Salty and wet

It's a sure bet

That set

Was lived

Without regret

11/1/2015
*Inspired by live music from the band lespecial