As a kid...

As a a kid I dreamed of kissing a beautiful woman

of my fingers flying over the keyboard to make music

of publishing a poem in a magazine

These things have come true in my life

and others unforeseen earlier

seeing the falls at Iguazú

the miracle of ejaculation

I didn't realize then that being alive itself was a thing of awe

filled with these other things of awe, yes

but miraculous even in their absence