And like a
Child on his
First merry-go-round I
Ride the horsey’s
Spying the Golden
Ring life is
To be lived
And to live
Is to love
Ride your ride
Or climb your
Mountain for in
There you will
Find your happiness
And like a
Child on his
First merry-go-round I
Ride the horsey’s
Spying the Golden
Ring life is
To be lived
And to live
Is to love
Ride your ride
Or climb your
Mountain for in
There you will
Find your happiness
Why when men
Admit they like
Men we’re reminded
About Adam and
Eve as though
We don’t know
Love is love
It knows no
Sex or color
It is unblemished
And crystally pure
The greater choice
Isn’t about whom
It is about
That you do
Let us love
Who we wish
And then like
A breeze on
A hot July
Day your message
Came to me
And like the
Moon which glows
In the heavens
It warmed me
Cooly bathing me
And then like
Puppy excited loving
The kisses tickled
My face reminding
Me just how
Silly new found
Affection can be
I have learned
In my life
That love comes
In waves of
Surprises like holidays
Each one more
Titillating than the
Last now my
Love comes as
Friendship like seasons
Erupting as flowers
Long ago planted
You know how
Sunflowers bob and
Weave following Saul
As he skates
Across the sky
As I did
You as you
Crossed the promenade
Yesterday maps camera
In hand searching
For that illusive
Monument confused you
Smiled asking if
I knew where
It was
Right in front
Of me I
Said making you
Fold into the
Chair beside me
An Orangina quenching
All your curiosities
And all mine