Butch Decatoria : Writing

To Spoon The Moon

To Spoon The Moon

A Poem by Butch Decatoria


I make smiles from shattered eyes cry December's distracting frost move my soul with hopeful sighs and pray our devotion is not lost It is the e..
I'm A Fan (without the tic)  ... for Trebor Healey

I\'m A Fan (without the tic) ... for Trebor Heale..

A Poem by Butch Decatoria


Sweet Son of Pan a book of erotic gay poetry by Trebor Healey inspired this piece.
A Poet Loves to Question Love

A Poet Loves to Question Love

A Poem by Butch Decatoria


A poet loves to question love and praise the beauty of anguish, he drinks the strength of justice like Mr. Hyde to Jekyll's buried famished thir..
Hungry

Hungry

A Poem by Butch Decatoria


How can I perfect our exchange words, hands, hips, noxious need... Can't escape your food the whitecap rippled ways it spoons me at night in d..
Osmosis

Osmosis

A Poem by Butch Decatoria


A Haiku on Haiku
Leaving

Leaving

A Poem by Butch Decatoria


Gladly relievingly and without regret too long a Vegas zombie caught in a web the transient the nightlife fashionable concoctions illicit iner..
Love is Barefooted

Love is Barefooted

A Poem by Butch Decatoria


Love be not a tragic theatre with Romeo reflections of macho madness and Juliet lost to naieve noises virginity's vamping veiled in youth ignora..
Sunset (In Three forms)

Sunset (In Three forms)

A Poem by Butch Decatoria


Haiku, Cinquain, Epitaph
Endangered Understanding

Endangered Understanding

A Poem by Butch Decatoria


A hawk is hatched in the harlequin hush inside the walls of library books in their incendiary shelves incline invitingly in carnal stories in w..
Half-Eaten Banana

Half-Eaten Banana

A Poem by Butch Decatoria


My attempts to satisfy you bibically in eggshell-white sheets of our California king-sized, goes unfinished in the first haste handled hour, our l..