birthday

green-eyed creature lingering somewhere in every thought

the prescient muse

intellectual: guitar quartets

empathetic: angel valley

but permanent rock

towel-clad tirade, bathed in the light of television’s morning news  -

armed with waving tooth brush

mediating wire gray curmudgeon and nine year old boy

love and sex for a long time, again and still

oh that nice neck

and the secret language

51 = birthday = today = love = always