Davy grinner

 A little strip of sweat stained blond hair
moves to and fro on the face
As his jaws conjure sound
and support those smile muscles

weaving the chat and giving the throat a rev
The spin and groan of the voice aims to enthus
You don´t want to be a hobbyist
People´s ignorance offends

The yarn turns and twists
until it´s no longer familiar
Euphoric boyhood glee