Letter To a Gay Friend

Letter To A Gay Friend I crossed the border of nature That same night you took my picture, It all happened fast, so fast and faster Than my mind could contemplate if it matter. It was clear as the blue sky in heaven, In your eyes, and words, though even The soft air coming to and from The lovely music that charmed my form, I read the spell. It forth out like An Arab perfume to blend our heart alike That our souls may speak same language, So we had act the ego of ill age. Grace, mine heed not but turned off the page Only that I regret we meet these late. But as a poet I own you this dare, To sing your name to whoever care To know how pure your heart is With love; that I witness a jiffy in your bliss May put back those broken hearts Or awake the dead to watch you act In your youthful figure this beauty Lies, and your sweet tongue, o so witty Were your thoughts. When you talk and wink Like a sun flower, slow and quick Slow and quick comes your smile And your milky teeth are out a while Telling this poor soul it’s all well It is in bliss even much in hell And hold each hands and draw in breath And had a kiss not in dream nor death. Alas! I must so sing your name That an age tomb shall loss it fame, For those sacred spirits to re-fly This earth, and your immortality take our sky So your kind shall live in the myth of man And in my lines alone your tomb remain Forever as long as man shall live, May the last soul on earth read and leave Behind, for you my friend a song I sing.