Sexy Old Man
The eroticism of an aging man
beaten by the years but not
vanquished, rises buoyant from
a thousand small humiliations;
the poignance of this last flush
burning slow and tender, more
pulsating glow than fire, warming
your flesh without branding.
Only now, in this exquisite moment
of moments numbered, loafing upon
a smooth sheet scored with repetition,
echoing a love-song for the sweet
generous spirit which endures yet,
past and future collapse.