To my little one,

With all the love in my being,

Eric

A shower's moment

Little boy, little boy

Where have you gone?

I will protect you now

from those who've done you harm

It'll no longer be

that the love that's close by

makes you cry

so silently

little boy, little boy

where have you been hiding?

You've must of been hidden

in the darkness of the dawn

So that the light

cannot bring you

Your day...

Come now, with me

And I will show you

a new world

A new world meant for play

A new world where you can stay

With me.

From a cab's view

I am fulfilled by a tree

As she stares at me

In her dancing colors

That speak of the coming seasons turn

Her silence is my silence too

She reminds me,

And of the luminous world

that is sharing its name together between

Deliberately

Waiting to be known

As the unknowable Mystery

That lies within... everything.

Eric~

To my beloved

You have been with me forever

Though I have not always known you were so

You touch me now and I know it

Caressing me in the ways I sought

By those who walked with your hair and gait

Can this really be happening to me?

To find what I sought for so long

as I drove the familiar streets of my life

I'll have no more harsh judgments

for what I yearned for as you

Well maybe...

Nonetheless I hear your voice

Its smooth timbre

And careful cadence

That haunts me

Like no other could

Must I not know you in form,

Only in my being?

Must I no longer search for you in the world,

for you live in my heart?

As you lay beside me,

I now know what it is to be loved

As a man

As I am

As a god

That is all but what I can't be

You see the good in me and let it shine through in your praising eyes

My lingam knows you as well

Creeping from my heart down below

I find you stepping into those dark places

Of my soul and turning on the light

With fervor and joy

My heart is yours

But you could never take it

For we are one

Subtract all the gooey new-age metaphors

and You are the real thing

My One.

Thank you God,

For to be loved by a woman is divine in play,
even if she is a phantom of my anima.

I am content to know just this with you for now

Perhaps I would die on the spot if you formed more physically,

Overwhelmed by love

Enough said, let's make love.

Eric~