Wood

New is how 
I’d describe him 
like a fresh
plank of wood 
soft to hand
luxurious to touch 
whispering its wishes 
to become something 
yearning to be 
anything more than 
wood but wood
is where its 
beauty lies in
its blemishes its
knots and the 
veins of life 
that run its 
length creating a 
quiet rich river