A blog only for my lover

11.30.2005

 
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What I can't do

I
want
to
give
you
a leather
valet
for the
top
of your
bureau

I want to give you
a locket
key
chain
with
a photo
of
me
in
it

A
monogrammed
money clip
sterling
silver

And
cologne

Acqua di Gio

But

I
can't
because

I'm
not
your
wife

11.29.2005

How ironic

We need
a
pied
a
terre

Tho
we
have
the whole world
already

It's
just
slightly
out
of
reach

11.28.2005

Highly flammable

I had to
do something
with
that energy
we were going to
harness
the universe with
today

There's more
seismic
activity
where that came
from

Our
thoughts
combined
could
knock
out
the
oil
industry

Never mind
energy farms in
the
desert

11.27.2005

 
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Birthday love

My
bebe
just came
and
gave me
something
only
he
can

It's
a present
for
our minds
to hold
when
we're
apart

touches
so
gentle

whispers
in place of
screams

holding
my breath
instead
of moaning

These
are
gems

I
pluck
from
my thoughts
when
I'm
missing
you

11.25.2005

 
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11.24.2005

 
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11.23.2005

Foresight can suck

My love
is
a complete
love

He
understands
me
implicitly

He
values me
as
I
value
myself

He
understands
the
measure
of
a
commodity

11.21.2005

11.19.2005

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11.17.2005

Body and soul

Bebe
every
kiss
you
gave
me
lit a fire
down below

Even now
as I
think back
every
touch and kiss
remembered
shocks
my
chakras

The
way you
came
so
openly
into
my
mouth

The gentleness
of
your
touch

Your
tongue
so
smooth
on
mine

flicking
testing
tasting

new places

When
I
think of you
licking
your fingers
to
wet my
lip
and kiss it
I
suffer from shock

My
want
is to
just draw you
further
and further
into me

Never
letting
you
go

11.16.2005

 
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Head of the Charles

My
love
called
me
on the riverbank
as
the sky
trickled
tiny tears

11.11.2005


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11.10.2005

He Didn't Remember

We began an email
interchange
my
produce prince
and
I

Though
he
slightly
befuddled about
just why
I'd approached
him in what
he thought
such a random way

I remembered

He forgot

We'd been
dinner partners
decades -
a life time
before

I was
21
at most

I thought
he was 44

I remember
we had
dinner

I spent
most of it
worrying
about
how
our
evening
would
end

Though
I wasn't
inexperienced
I worried
about
what I'd
do with a
mature man

Silly fool
all
that I recall
after
that
was making
some excuse
to get home
to my apartment
alone

No wonder
he forgot

In
retrospect
I regret
and
don't

Who
would've
thought
we'd be
where
we are now?

11.09.2005

One In A Million



jo©


I love ma bebe
and
he loves me

We found
each other
again
after a false start
about 25 years ago

He always calls
the
rebirth of
our relationship
a magnificent coincidence

We stumbled across one another
in the produce section
of our local grocery store

I wondered what
he'd been doing for
the last two decades or so

Gave him my web address
and
our aborted relationship
was reborn

He has been my rock
giving to me
in exceptional ways

Ways that
should be available
to all
but seldom are

We were
both
in the
right
place
at
the right time

I love you
so much
my darling

11.08.2005

Only He Knows Where This Belongs



jo©

Not Ready To Be Found Yet

Ma bebe

Il est present toujours
he lives
in my heart
and
my head

He is
my center
my ground

He has
seen me
through trials
most men
would
run
from

That's the
prime
between us
our gaps
equate
our strength

We mesh
together
as
one
hand
folds
into
the
other

By
magnificent
coincidence
we
came to
each other
right
on
time


jo© Believe

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I am an artist and lover of life. I believed completely, from a young age, in the demographers' prediction that one day the population of the world would become the color of coffee with cream.