Ode To David (Upon First Meeting) Poem by Joseph Camphouse

Silently he moves towards me, beckoned by a wave.
Resolute in body and spirit, spirited as a wild mustang.
His eyes flash at challenge a joy seldom seen.
Entrance gained by credential ask as key.
A mythical being known only by rumor and hope.
Honor respect principle nobly endowed.
He made my brain hard as he stroked me by question.
A true beauty, unaware.
Full lips thou speak temptation mind and body entwined.
As he leans in to make a point his shirt opens slightly, unfair distraction.