and I knew he loved me. <br />Bigger than life, <br />he was a man’s man <br />and so at home in his skin. <br />His legs bowed just a little <br />creating a sexy swagger <br />when he walked. <br /> <br />He was ornery as cat dirt <br />most of the time <br />smoking non-filtered Camels <br />he kept tucked in a pocket, or <br />rolled in the sleeve of a T-shirt, <br />tanned arm hanging out the side window <br />cruising his titty-pink and white ‘57 Chevy <br />with me, and I knew he loved me. <br /> <br />He could cuss and fight <br />with the best of them in public. <br />He was a man’s man <br />and so at home in his skin, <br />enough so to feel secure <br />being gentle with me <br />running his fingers through my hair <br />while I sat on the floor <br />between those bowed legs <br />as we watched TV together <br />and I knew he loved me. <br /> <br />Then Uncle Sam asked <br />for his help in Nam. <br />The army needed medics. <br />He was pre-med at college <br />and he never thought to question. <br />The town sheriff was Dad <br />and Dad taught him <br />that a man does what’s right. <br /> <br />His name was Doug <br />and he was bigger than life, <br />a man’s man, so easy in his skin, <br />ornery yet gentle, <br />and I knew even my name was <br />safe in his mouth <br />because he loved me. <br /> <br />My dear God, <br />how I loved him too...<br /><br />C.J. Heck<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-his-name-was-doug/
