it must be the history in the eyes
or perhaps the broad proudness of
aqualine features at rest
that unwavering gaze of virile confidence
struck so boldly in a face that whispers
touch me even as it openly shouts
touch me not
or maybe its in the leanness of the body
that flows so seemlessly like a river of flesh
in its motions of every day masculinity
to think he's still just a boy
carrying within him the soul of a conquistador
a genuine walking, breathing, living testament
to the greatness of his complex yet so very rich ancestry
every last ounce of his prominent heritage
speaks so eloquently to this poet/observer
like an ardent lover in the throes
of some sweet incurable madness
as such penetrating a stare
indeed dare
further the seeker
to catalog the wisdom of
their deep deep turbulent beauty
just in the manner that their beauty is
received
Spanish Gorgeous
marking the man he is yet to be
at the precipice of his earthly eve........
(June 8,2005 4pm)