beauty mark

beauty mark






i see
a standard
in
the distance.
walking boldly,
shining bright.
it’s
the image of persistence.
so full of strength,
so full of light…




take me deep
inside
the foundries
where these men of steel
are made.
let us
redefine our boundaries,
let us mold
this block of clay.




we will form
a
new sensation
from the mix
of
flesh and blood.
use our powers
of
creation,
to unleash
a wondrous flood!




the perfect blend
of
mass to muscle,
stretching out from
head to toe.
a revelation
wrapped in foreskin,
a power plant of hope,
you go.




throw out
all your inhibitions!
let out
everything you are!
as i lift you to the heavens,
go
take your place
beyond the stars!




sjw 1995



from the 'beauty series' of poems