This poem doesn’t need any intro, only that it captures the experience of our human life when moments emerge and we realize beauty and passion is abundant and comes when we least expect it.

The Men of Los Lomas

Longing for adventure, watching for signs

The invitation appeared as an oasis in the parched heat

Lust covered me with an insatiable hunger

Shimmering sunlight on moist skin;

Masculinity and torsos as beautiful as mahogany trees

Ocean spray sobering my memory of young love; childhood spirit awaken

Did my beauty emerge long enough to remember it?

Did I find the men of Los Lomas or did they find me?

Missing many words, finding language in sensuality

Was it the beginning or the end?

Photographs undeveloped; pictures only appear in my dreams

My heart ached to say good-bye; the infamous kiss

The men of Los Lomas;

the men or the metaphor, permanently etched in my heart forever

Carl Meadows

January 12, 2013