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it must be the wicked humor in the quaint quick

corners of his mouth that put me in such a tight

chested tail spin

or maybe it was the way his sensuous eyes said

'me, my quick and funny girl, you will not so easily

win!'

it could have been the comparison in height that I

favored from the very beginning

or his way with wasting words that usually left

me winning

admiration and lust are stranger agents to unleash

on the mind

a woman takes into consideration many aspects of a man

but is often more fascinated by his biceps or behind

why is this so?

I'm high when I'm low

my heart means stop when my head says go

I'm too smart to go fast

but too quick for taking things slow

this camaraderie we share takes no fuel away from my

so far secret fire

but the quick and ready made humor does have its

advantages

by shielding my otherwise obvious interest and desire

its flattering to see he's so at ease and easy to be

with me

but its foolish to expect to find true returned

elation in expectancy

please remember I had a divine time

Mr. soft kisses and warm wine

but we could not be more than the flash of a fantasy

for you never gave me even once a clear sign

but as I recall what we had was nice while it lasted

but you for me in the role of lover

were not meant to be seriously caste............

(written Nov 29,1991 pm)