choirboy

"Fire (a poem of A.M.) i want your fire… that charged spark that draws us all to you like moths even when your heat threatens to melt us… we all cling to you, our leading column of flame ..."

"the desert, too, is beautiful (for Andy) and you’ve got thorns and prickly things under your flowers, i know. but wandering across endless, dry sands i cannot but hope that each mirage..."

"the difference of a kiss (a poem of J.W.) how different it was I think to kiss Adam rather than Eve. she was sweet and unfeeling to me and left me more empty than some upended wine bott..."

"boys. i waited in the garden that night for you to kiss me, and perhaps it was Eve’ the Serpent who Tempted you away, and still, i waited hungered and prayed for your Touch because, I t..."

"newfound. (a poem of Seattle) shelter takes form in a rainy dismal city adorned, indeed fringed with –only rainbows and, long journey completed I take hope take sustenance in home not ev..."

"season of sorrows somewhere deep (inside me) a rain swirls out of a wondrous light baby blue at its beginnings… it brings tears (mine) to the surface even as its beauty creates natural..."