Untitled (A valentine's gift for my boyfriend)

I saw you as a skatepark prophet

Spouting love-rich and colorful philosophies

To anyone who'd slow down long enough to listen.

I saw you as a backstreet shaman

Leading dirty souls to radical enlightenment from the thrill in your front pocket;

Back alleys of gas stations lit by holy vision.

I saw you as a wandering holy man,

Giving everything away, left only with love

Bursting from your gentle fingertips

And blessing everything you touch.

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