A friend and I were discussing desire, past relationships, how we feel about certain guys in our life now. We talked about guys in our life now who have married and call us to ask why didn't we make it. Or friends we've known since college, who were the our boys, who we could go to about anything, our protectors, call us up after the weddings to tell us they love us and why didn't we try? They tell us their visions of us, profess their love for us (yeah we are both in that situation) after the fact. We wonder, why now? Is the fact that we are the ones that they let get away? Is it that they think the grass is greener? In essence, they chose to not give us the choice, their reason, they were not worthy of us. WTF?!?!? WTH?!?!? It makes me think of Wayne's World, "We're not worthy, we're not worthy!" If you weren't worthy then, why are you worthy now? I know that's mean but I'm pissed. Now you spring it on us, how you felt, your desire. What can we do now? You are married. Oh well, your lost. After the conversation we were perusing the Internet and came upon this poem and it was deja vu, we could hear their voices saying these words. So here it is.
I Desire You
by Heather Lynn
I feel you,
oh how I feel you,
so close
though you're so far away
your touch
your mind
your body...
your soul
next to me,
beside me...
with me
Your touching me,
mesmerizing me with your eyes
filling me with your touch
melting me with your sensuous kiss
I taste your kiss,
all day long,
though I have yet to actually taste it
I imagine,
fantasizeabout you
and my desire,
my fantasies...
my needs
There's so much I desire -
to be with you
in every way possible...
next to you,
beside you,
with you...
touching you
I desire you...
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
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