boyhood dreams

It is better to travel hopefully
thoughts abounding
send telepathically in all directions

rather than to come
into me, penetrating my desire
for you to be with me
sharing my heart,
my physical desires
my homeward desires
my hearth
wishful promises of eternal

love

he disappeared in mid-sentence
thoughts jumbled
metaphors confused with reality
the solitude of imagination
unshared

and without trace
the light went out
my eyes blinded by his lack of faith

about a year ago
agony bestowed its curious promises
darkening my vistas
that humankind has the capacity
for gentleness

my misplaced desire has haunted me since
marking my nights pleasantly
with sweaty scents born of solitude

dishonored in my pride I do not succumb
to those dreams never to be
replayed, the shame! throughout the night
it has become my force

will you wake all tousled and cuddly
from dreaming of my horn and the power
of its resounding movement
my ex and future hope
I've wanted you since I was a boy




                   boyhood dreams
                   25 march, 2006
                   for DW