My Burning Man

You say you’re not the man you were,

nor as strong as you used to be,

but believe me when I say

you’re more than man enough for me.

A glimpse of you on the dance floor

Still brings me to my knees.

It’s the way your jeans

sit on your hips,

it’s the soul patch

beneath that bottom lip,

it’s the swagger in your walk,

it’s your cool jive talk,

it’s the way your hands glide

from my back to my hips

when you spin me ‘round

And take me in a dip.

It’s the very essence of you,

My Burning, Manly Man.

Another year on 

The Wild Side, baby. 

Can you dig it,

cuz I can.