Camelback Mountain

I see you around town
watching me
watching you
wanting me

everytime you come it’s dark
and hot
sometimes there’s blood
everytime there’s pain,
pleasure
and sweat

I’ve seen you with that squaw
I have others too you know
I never deny
my secrets and pleasures
even to those who consider me
a 30 minute conquest
up and down my frontness
like a piece
of equipment

but you my tender lover
start slow
and finish even slower
quietly penetrating the darkness
of my backness
your soft touch
just before sunrise
we peak

each time you withdraw
is the beginning of our next time.
I’ll be watching you.
Look, you’ve come again
and brought me another poem.