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let go

feel the rush of pleasure

realize the dream

surrender to the blur of

sensations' streaming

let this reality that arches its ache

between us

grow to further infuse

for pleasure is not just

fantasy's latest muse

its the very breaths that we take

the sincere after thoughts

in our hours away

and the words that we speak

the memories we make

while sharing of ourselves

it shrouds everything

in its wake

with its fever of desire's offered

treats

it is a cluster of repeating

spiritual collisions

that first here must occur

so to cascade that so familiar

feeling of complete rightness

it is the awakening of self in

private season

that has your blood screaming for me

to stir

at so many levels

we do indeed connect

this is true

and concede there is an intersection

awaiting us

but that when? still remains to be seen

ah but it alone is so lovely in its

way of just being

we kindle higher

too often now

at the mere brush of our

energies mingling

that tell tale friction

remains ever there

Its only natural

so frequently now you say

and I'm starting to agree

where as I use to think I could fight

this whole big bunch of nothing kind

of something between us

and you as well in the bargain

but I was never able to fully fight myself

too

that was where the dilemma lay on issue

and quite stupidly I started to find it oh so

easy to blame you

you were the bad guy in this patchwork passion

and I the injured party

with tears forever streaming upon my pillow

and trooper friend, confidant, endearing man that you are

you took all that crap from me

every last foul accusation that was so so unfair

and you did so with great conviction and

aplomb

and willingly you allowed me to wrestle

with you while wearing

my obvious misplaced anger

and I love you so now for that

because all along you saw through that

male/female fog of separation's frustration

we were regularly experiencing together

to view the true loving friend you knew I had

tucked away in me

and that I now know is what you so tenaciously

hold on to today

I really love that about you

cause it shows me beyond anything else

the width , depth , breath and content of

your very precious dear core

and its that core of you that is the true attraction

for me

but I must be honest

not enough to halt my deepest woman's want

nor to arrest the pervasive preoccupation

I seem to have

starting with the very thought of

that first moment's melding of our lips

but for now  I must ask you to excuse

my flesh for its obvious  weaknesses

where you are concerned

(Oct 17, 2008 330am)