My soon 2 b lvr..... After staring lovingly into one another's eyes~ For what seems like an emotional eternity... You slowly lean forward, gently cup my face~ Within the firm velvety grasp of your two hands... And place ever so delicately..your lips against my lips~ Sharing with me a kiss so tender, that... Arrows of unbridled joy~ Cascade throughout my very soul! And as the momentum from the magnitude of~ Your kiss...allows my mind to return to it's own hemisphere... Breathlessly, I await your next move~ For no man could possibly... Feel as desired as you make me feel~ Right here, right now! Tell me, I whisper into your slightly parted mouth~ Tell me how to touch you... So that you can experience that realm~ Above and beyond the savoir faire... You are giving me~ Until, the barriers that restrain your soul... Are removed, and you allow my love to flow~ Unencumbered, into you like sunshine, through a beveled glass window! Thereby, from the goosebumps I expect will be prevelent~ I shall, therefore attempt to read them in this darkness... In Braille-like fashion, mapping out a course of physical contact~ Hoping not to misinterpet whatever message is gleaned... Wondering aloud~ Just how I got to be so **** lucky! Until, that is, I awaken to find~ My HEART, smoldering in my chest... As the embers of my anticipated reality~ Became the nightmarish realization, that you wanted... Not me! The one capable of doing for you~ But anyone else, from California to New York... Able to supply you with a wet ***~ And not one thing more! Harsh, maybe, but the fact of the matter is~ Although you whispered professed love for me... You NEVER really did, it was only the love of what I could/would do for you~ That served me up like a 7 course meal... Of which you partook and took and took~ While giving nothing in return but teases and empty promises... Knowing all the while, that any phone call made by you~ Was indeed an invitation to the junction of your thighs! Not of course, to unworthy you loving me~ That would've been too much like right... As I was not amongst the guests on that extensive list! So now, with my heart formally broken~ I return to my shell... Mortally wounded from having given too much, too soon~ Whilst NEVER receiving ANYTHING in return... For time, for effort, and or ~ Emotions expended! Momentary bliss, like fast money~ Is gone too soon..with no accountability... I only hope that you're happy now~ And, I pray that you never experience this degree of SADNESS! Oh yeah,....... GOOD BYE!! SAARONCROWELL (C)1970*all rights reserved *for Gladys...and all other women in my lifetime...past, present & future...that may think as she once did!!!