SAILOR BOY
Reading edition
Upon a railway station bench he lies, Majestic image of a heathen god Cast down unknown centuries of time, And on his back for all the world to see. He sleeps the silence of unspoken love, A smile upon his lips, his cheeks aglow With all the fire of his rhythmic heart Betraying there the secret of his dream. And breath and life are one where fills his chest, And where the texture of his thighs impress The pagan phallic frontlet in his loins He testifies unknowingly to youth. Unstirring in the rapture of his thoughts He slumbers in the wakeful watch Of envy and desire!