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How can we do this,
stay the way things are.
Take time ... when its all
we can do, to stay apart.

Whispering images, fill my soul.
Times we oft spent together.
Now it seems so long ago.
Dreams derailed, forever pales.

Riding through the mountains.
Pulling over on the curb,
for a quick kiss ... or two.
Remember the truckers,
still think they were placing bets.

Golden castle, sitting on the mountain.
So hot out, sun beating down.
Riding the glass elevator,
glass smudges, when we got off.

You wanted to take me,
against the plaid wall.
Daring lil giggles, wondering hands,
bodies pressed, grinding hips.

Gazing upon rows, of gingerbread houses.
Two as one, fingers sliding down,
ass wiggles, granite groin.
Prolific union, houses disappear.

Pina coloda in hand, cherry ... cream.
Cuddling on the couch, roaring fire flames.
Dizzy with delight, holding hands.
Head thrown back, shoulders relaxed.
Sun shining, through chandler glitters.

Naked jay birds, sliding into bubbly hot tub.
Do you think they see us, who really cares.
Bodies merging, gliding ... sliding,
skin to skin, hot ... wet.
Jack and Jill rhymes, laughter erupting.

Lunch at a lil spot in town.
Eyes never leaving the others.
Fingertips touch, hand in hand.
Halving the meal, sharing it all.
Feeling as if two, is yet again, one.
Two people could never feel closer,
as we did those few moments, in time.

Pulling in the parking lot.
Hating like hell to leave.
Watching as you sleep, in my arms.
Gently playing with your curls.
Listening to soft lil snores.
Wondering, how can I ever leave you.
Slow tears sliding down hot cheeks.

Taking the time to dream of us.
All day, you are all I think of.
When will it be our time?
When will forever, finally find us ...

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quietpoetquietpoetover 18 years ago
I liked the nuance

The strong air of need/want without the explicitness. Comes together nicely!!

QP

TathagataTathagataover 18 years ago
i think

this verse stands out because it seems the most natural:

~Riding through the mountains.

Pulling over on the curb,

for a quick kiss ... or two.

Remember the truckers,

still think they were placing bets. ~

That feels real where some of the others feel more dreamlike..not a bad thing, but combining them sometimes makes them both weaker than they could be.

I liked this over all, some tender images, some beautiful memories.

you are getting better

thank you

bigntenderbigntenderover 18 years ago
Touching

It was a return to your earlier style. I love the story and it was very tender and touching. I could empathise with it. Great job!

dcpoet44dcpoet44over 18 years ago
good stuff.....

and i do love that stanza that eve pointed out.......nicely done......don

WickedEveWickedEveover 18 years ago
~

This part has some good, original lines:

Golden castle, sitting on the mountain.

So hot out, sun beating down.

Riding the glass elevator,

glass smudges, when we got off.

You wanted to take me,

against the plaid wall.

Thanks for sharing. :)

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