Show Me Again!

Matted,
muscular,
constructed frame
oiled in light
just right,
consuming
any other mole or mark
in its way.

The beak alone
chalk, carbide white
delivers
message
don't touch
me here,
not yet.

Proud of
hair feathers,
a shaman's right
visions to canyon's
root vein
and beyond,
depth of sight.

Seen buffalo skins
a higher order
chew the fat
in their day, too.

Rock security,
erosional beauty
you may
find here.

Loving the eagle
sitting
christened
on appendage so dear,
tingling, dyed,
prism tips
penetrating
its myriad dance
on wanting flesh,
done deal.

It's alive
from within
winging it or not,
tattoo so true,
a heart home.

Quite a production
to become,
to caress,
the hope,
and speed

a love
to carry
to a most
manly fruition.

Eyes were set
some time
back
freedom now
to take you there.

And see what
I see
for us tomorrow,
decorated for love
spirit guide forever, or not.