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There was a time in my early 20s when I was so full and so empty at the same time, living in cold water apartments, sleeping in bathtubs, fucking and pretending, and going to college.  I've lived at sea now for a few years and sex and seduction are more and more becoming distant memories.  This poem is about a strange time when one could be naturalistic without being ineloquent, and heartfelt yet unsentimental, and get away with the grandest prize.  Looking back on it now and writing this, it seems very sad and beautiful and alien and a little evil, and I miss it late at night and early in the morning.

Bleh... Too many poems focus on a girl's point a view so I did my best to capture that of a male

Not personal experience of course.

#TeamAbstinence.... But still its shocking how many people in the U.S. alone contract HIV and/or AIDS each year.... so I wrote about it

reaching out through time and space between words that describe a feeling but not a touch..
d w t w s b t w o t l

Maybe this peom will reach her in the distant future. She is on Facebook but I am not. I could just message it to her but I cant get over my butterflies. I am too nervous to send it to her directly.