5/2/13

A Man Like That
By Stacey Spencer


A man like that
With eyes brown like earth
And shoulders the width
Of a stallion’s wild girth
And a soul like coal, not dark
But burning bright
I’d be next to him
On any given night
I’d bring him his coffee
In a slip, the nude or
Leisure suit, if that’s what he liked
Battle his enemies with
Sword, words, or knife
Fill up the water and lather him
Up in the tub
But that is not yet the
Full extent of my love
Whisper his name softly into the air
Run my fingers through every last hair
Praise God for rough edges and feminine grace
For one last look at his sweet, soulful face


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Stacey Spencer writes short stories and poems. She has been published recently in Toasted Cheese Literary Journal, The Story Shack and Pure Slush. Her blog is www.smichellespencer.com.