One Lost Moment

He was beautiful for a second
When the moonlight hit his jaw just so
And glistened on his lips as they twirled
Around a cigarette
Then he rolled over and arched his back
Stretching like a lazy tiger
On a bed of jungle moss and sweaty sheets
And I remembered that he was just a little boy
Who wouldn't know the meaning of beauty if
It looped its legs up with his and kissed him
Ever so slow and sweet