Hidden in picture hidden behind picture
But made manifest in words.
The images spin wildly but not the sensation.
The sensation of love being loving.
Of being analog in a brave new digital world.
Circles and squares, yes I love men with no head of hair.
No vanity to comb. Just face to world. Eyes to others.
Hollow cheeks with lovely scars of age.
Hold it, sir. Too handsome, lovesome.
But dont really stop, please.
Clumsy, but blushing you leave me.