Time stopped his heart to feel what he had missed
at 20 years, his handsome features were his prized possessions
such was that beauty that made heads turn as if witnessing a new dawn
he was reckless, never knew how and when to hesitate or run away from danger.
At 30, dusk was descending on the edge the impatient time
he had to discover new powers and new secrets that would shield him
had to make his scars and wounds invisible along with protecting his sanity
he sought all strength to survive in this world where many die of thirst unfulfilled.
At 40 he never stopped to listen to all the sounds and rhythms of the heart
had been careful to remain faithful and project his own reality
the dollar brought flowers and he enjoyed the delicious power of masculinity
and he understood the unrefined language of his heart’s meaning.
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