While biceps like baked hams hold
wrists like his legs
and the fruits of his labors lap over
his belt.
I would quite like to ask what he's
seen, done, and felt.
What kind of life builds a body like
that,
This unique statue in bone, muscle,
and fat?
Not his match nor his like have I seen
once before,
But his smile I'll cherish from now
evermore.
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