Adam’s Sweat
His hair was colored like the soul of flares
That curl up from licking flames. Those arms
Were lightly glorified by copper hairs
Which magnified their swollen, manly charms.
Warm major veins that ran along the bulge
Of biceps there were made by Christ to show
Perfection at creation’s height, divulge
A final, subtle manliness when glow
Of sweat heightened revelation. His lips
Held stronger, darker pinkness in their curves
Than woman’s. Potent, shark-like power of hips
Thrust outwards, emblem of how life preserves
Its sanctity through certainty and greed.
His shoulders had the force of fervent need.
by phillipw | Oct 15, 2019 | AD, Uncategorized |