Amazing Man

Amazing Man 

By Husam Salman

Beautiful man curious where my heart is kept

I have been told that I am cute, and built to fit a fashion models size

I think they are telling lies

When they start to tell me such things

My retort is this;

That’s a matter of perspective

Those ideas that lie in your head alone

The size of my ears,

The breadth of my nose,

The swish in my step,

The hair between my eyes I pluck,

I have flaws that I see here.

I am a man

But fantastically so,

Amazing man,

That is who I am.

I enter a bar

Just as confident as I please,

And up to another man,

The guy stunted or

Sits down and asks me to join.

They join me, surround me

Like a family of bears.

I say,

It’s the soul in my eyes you see,

And the solace of my smile,

The strut in my stride,

And the confidence in my step.

I am a Man

Amazingly so

Amazing man

That is who I am.

Both men and women have asked

What draws them to me?

They reach so much

And want to touch

Perhaps even give away a kiss 

But cannot reach my inner self

No matter how many hands I hold

And try to show them my truth

I hear them comment that they still don’t see

I repeat,

It’s my posture

The joy in my laughter,

The strength of my body,

The address of my swagger.

I am a man

Amazingly so,

Amazing man,

That is who I am.

At this time it sinks in

Blameless that I do not reserve 

I do not preach or draw attention

Or have to call out loud.

As I pass you by

I would hope that I make you content

I tell you,

It is in the clop of my boots

It is the curl in my hair,

The script of my pen,

The want of my love

Because I am a man

Amazing

Amazing man

That is who I am.