Stolen moments in my car
Didn’t get us very far.
Now look at us, where we are.
Would reunion be bizarre?
I was mad for you from “Go”.
You were spoken for then though.
My affection still did show.
Your smile caused my face to glow.
Unkind forces tore apart
Romance that I tried to start.
I know now it wasn’t smart
Offering my naïve heart.
Years have passed since last we met.
Actions past I don’t regret,
But with hope now fate will let
Our hearts feel like when we met.
Hair of gold and eyes of blue:
Two of the traits I love of you.
That stunning smile that stole my heart
Makes it hard each time we part.
Your lovely body, toned and taut:
Results of work, not something bought.
Your cheery disposition shows
Your inside, like your outside, glows.
Over time, so many years
We’ve shared laughs and you’ve shed tears.
All of a sudden it appears
We both embark on new frontiers.
I never thought this day would come,
This something we should desist from,
But long my heart has been near numb.
My lust’s too strong to not succumb.
Sometimes I feel like Icarus
Flying too close to the sun.
Despite the possible danger,
I’ve no desire to run.
I never feel more alive
Than when you’re close to me.
If I still possessed my morals,
These thoughts would let me be.
Any guilt that I should feel
Because he’s in your life,
Isn’t enough to stop me
From lusting for his wife.
I’ve kept these feelings bottled up
So long and it’s been so hard.
My sanctimonious piety
Had all but kept them barred.
But now I’m liberated
And don’t feel so ashamed
To express my passions for you,
To leave them wild and untamed.
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Here’s an excerpt:
A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 880 times in 2013. If it were a cable car, it would take about 15 trips to carry that many people.
I cannot relate to anyone else, and they, in turn, cannot relate to me.
Despite how some perceive me, I believe myself to be better than no man, and despite how I sometimes feel, no man is better than me.
I want to love spending time with you,
Instead of just chatting online.
Just think of all the things to do.
We could hang out at your place or mine.
We could have face-to-face conversations.
We could eat and watch some TV.
We could make some dinner reservations.
We could possibly go see a movie.
Imagine the presence of a true human being,
Instead of a “cool” avatar.
An actual, live person you’re seeing,
With whom you can travel in a car!
We could go do some horseback riding.
We could even go to the beach.
We could even go do some hang gliding.
Nothing’s too far out of reach.
I want to love spending time with you.
It’s impersonal chatting online.
There are oh so many things to do.
Should we meet at your place or mine?