Gabriel

The first time I saw you

Desire set upon me.

Well muscled and fine like

No sheep to the pen gone before;

I was the ewe to your ram...

My sexuality returned to alacrity;

To a feverish wantonness

For which you were the salvation

Of a life lost to a monotony

Of uncomfortable masturbation.

Gabriel

Slowly we became acquainted...

Wetly cold noses happily pressed together.

You were tawny fur softly touched,

No rabbit to the warren previously danced...

And I was the dame to your buck.

Innocence wrapped shyly

In a body ready for love

For which you had the key;

If you would have but placed

It in the lock, and opened the door.

Gabriel

Many times after I watched

With heart held for you to take.

You did not commit,

Preferring belittlement and abuse;

Jerking as others plucked your strings.

I cried tears for your unhappy enjoyment,

Shielding you with my body;

Acquiescing to Sexuality

Interwoven with pain

In a sad melody of maltreatment.

Gabriel

I held you close

But will never understand.

You are a lost soul

To the sexual demons

Who torment your mind.

In my sad effort to find love

I almost became what you are:

Dancing to the pain giver’s song,

Holding the dice the demons gave me to throw...

And you whispered in my ear; ‘do it’.

Gabriel

Wetly cold noses and tawny fur

So soft to the touch...

I shall ever remember that dance;

When a Love that was so full of possibility

Became worse than having

Nothing at all.

I cannot be witness to your demise;

Because in reality...

It Would be my own.

Gabriel...

Goodbye.

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