Joseph Camphouse

Rookie (09/15/1969 / Lyons IL)

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.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 4, 2010



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