A Love Sonnet By Homer J?
A love Sonnet By Homer J?
by Dan Reynolds
The warming winds which held my heart in flight,
whose source was born in everything you are,
still carousel around me every night,
when Mo decides to throw me from the bar.
They lift my feet, unknowingly, for home
and drag my panting torso to your door
and sometimes from my mouth they wipe the foam,
before they gently plop me on the floor.
They nudge and coax me till to bed I crawl
and carry out that ritual, you find strange.
Tis then I throw my boxers at the wall
and if they stick, I know they need a change.
And though you turn me on, deep in my heart
They whisper, "Dare you risk, another Bart? "