Lost And Found

I am many things
and one
of the things I am is this
a man who has sex with strangers
but walks in the footsteps of love.

One day love will turn around and face me
and I will be found.

That love will neither judge nor fear me
but delight in the child
and cherish the man
among the many things I am

the stranger and the footsteps
the boy
being
man.

Many judge me,
though none as I do,
who fear the shadows my many parts cast,
but they are all the one the many make.

Love was lost on strangers
where I followed in the footsteps of shame,
believing I was many
where I know now I am one.

The day has come that I must turn to face you,
all my judges and my selves,
for you and love and I were lost
but now we are found.