an exception grew between us
one that would be remembered
keeping us apart forever now.
2.
I see you in my dreams
eyes foe seduction
lips for kissing
breasts for carassing
and a body to be beside
and make love to,
I see you in my dreams
and reality always has
you with another
and my thoughts always
tremble from from the
desires of your lovers.
3.
there was a militant aspect
to his personality and
hers as well... one that defied
logic and one that would certainly
change the probability of success.
4.
you call only when
there's something you
want and I like a fool
give you that in the hopes
that you will respond
to me in a sexual
favorably manner...
I'm always wrong.
5.
it is months
since we had
talked and
months since
we had felt
each other's
insides and we
saw love because
it had been been
there once before.
6.
it was a young evening
to an old day... aspects
of morning lingered
through lunch and into
the early afternoon...
outside light peered
into our window in an
overbearing way until
dinner was served then
desert... liquor... and a
cigar... it was a young\
evening to an old day,
it was a fire that would
soon burn itself out.
"what if," she said?
"why not," he responded?
"because," she insisted!
"But, what if," he replied?
8.
from the southwest it came
as fierce as any...
in a northeast direction
it proceeded...
destruction in its wake,
a new path cleared
from watch to warning
not personal and
no guidelines... just a
wing and a prayer.
9.
help us to determine
that it be fine to disagree,
that we can agree to
disagree... and save our
best approach for later
or even second would do,
a compromise of sorts
perhaps tentative... we
move on... forgetting this
disagreement ever was.
10.
hyperactive is the mind
actually the thoughts therein
is what we see or thing
we see... having no knowledge
of them at all... lines come
easily not knowing where
they belong... forcing the
rest to follow is not my idea
of inspiration or being
creatively imagined either.
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