Luis

 

I love him for his innate vulnerability

so I can massage those florid areas

of soreness to restore

confidence and bring healing

I shower petals of affection on his

trembling inner self

where darkness and doubt lie

in an abyss of inbred fear

His spontaneous outbursts of love

are fountains of intense colour

I am forever intrigued by his

evolutionary process as one would 

be startled to find new life in 

dry bones

bursting forth in a tropical

forest of lurid splendour

He is unassuming with a quiet dignity

a nobility found in his penetrating

alluring eyes

His modesty, a veil without

hindrance

Solitude punctuated by a

sociable ocean of engagement

charge the essence of his being

Sculptured in originality

wounded and restored

concealed and revealed

a work of true human art