Hours afterward, I read Greek mythology.
Legs twitching, I am awash in your smile as it
warms me from the inside out.

A dream – it was only a dream, but in the sheen
of its afterglow I have come to life again.

Where inspiration trickled in random droplets,
passion’s river courses. I am carried away
to new heights in heady stream

Of last night’s glimpse of your heroic proportions.
But you are no mysterious muse and more than

Adonis reimagined. You are the man who
others would make a god, god I would make a man.
Choose to lay love’s trappings down.

Give yourself to the moment’s sweet simplicity.
Come, brush your feet against mine. Drink deep of these eyes

That adore you but understand now you are just
a man making his way to a higher plane through
embrace of mortality.