This poem goes to 'Jeff'.
I look back with nostalgia... and some little remorse... but mostly nostalgia and love. He is a full grown man, now, with a child of his own... how time doth fly!!!
Written March 15, 2003 after attending the wedding of the son of a friend. Based on different verses in the Bible.
Middle Tanka are hard to form.
To me this experience trancends sex itself, since Iam still tring yo understand it. Which I'll soon.