Lovely Lonely Boy

An inner logic all his own,
Non sequitur, non conforming soul,
An eye that wonders at all that's shown,
A stumbling, wobbly, gentle foal.

The lonely lovely boy walks slow,
Where communion emerges in pollen's dance,
In a garden where words and phrases grow,
A solitaire beat leads his feet to prance.

Deepening consciousness, deepening divide,
See him ride a shooting star,
The lonely lovely boy does hide,
Escaping within, to world's afar.

Infectious love to calloused hearts,
He reaches through ponds of refracting light,
While longing for love, he stands apart,
Eyes pining for day in the dark of night.

The lonely lovely boy has grown,
Into a young man, hungry for union.
He knows a pain uniquely his own,
Eyes unopened to sweetest communion.

Looking puzzled through his happy places,
Wanting as all do — the human end,
Within he sails in outer spaces,
Longing to find, and be a friend.

My lovely, lonely boy!