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| Love Poetry - L |
| Lessons - August 13, 1999 I think what I wanted was for things to be perfect life isn't perfect sex for beginners isn't perfect I know we'll get there I guess I was just too excited to see you again after all these months that I forgot where we really stand on things I cherish that we're going through steps, though It makes me realize how much we are vulnerable to each other we're still learning how our bodies fit together and now that I look back on it, I'm enjoying the lessons "Love You, Miss You" (October 18, 1998) I love the way you love me Your laugh makes me smile (as if I'm not already smiling) You understand me completely you support me completely You cry when I sing you a love song That's when your soft sweet sensitive side comes out and that's what I Love about you I also love the way that you at times can be such a child and goof around without a care you show me the fun side of life oh and the way you touch me Do I even have to elaborate? Fire water can't extinguish our fire water would only make it build Oh, yes! And those lips how gentle those hands too and how your legs encircle me Don't ever let me go I love you I want you with me forever I need you You are who I dream of every decision I make I make with you in mind And I love how spontaneously the words 'I love you' come from your mouth I enjoy our play arguments on who loves who more and I love how you smile when you read something like this and I know that I know you as well as you know me and knowing this fact makes me think of what a wonderful future we'd have together sleeping side by side going through good and bad and knowing that together we could beat anything I know I'm just a romantic but is that any surprise? Love is like a big hug please never let me go |
| Living With . . . - October 19, 2002 This is kind of freaky and scary and energizing Gina had hypothesized there would be a man in my future she laughed when I told her I had a male roommate I've grown more fond of you each day amd mpw worry a little when you're not home I am constantly reminded of you when topics come up in conversations and songs come on the radio since our last conversation you've not been home when I have and I can't help but wonder if it's coincidence or avoidance there was a great deal of sexual tension I don't think either of us got sleep that night and now I try to remember the last time I've been on a date with a man a straight man that would be February, 1998 almost five years and why am I thinking about this stuff? why am I questioning my orientation when it never mattered before? and the most important persistent question is it just me? Lyrics - May 23, 2001 You were always on my mind a good one for me I can't make you love me if you don't another one and the best I'm in love with your ghost You're still here but with your problems preoccupying you you feel lost to me I always thought we'd live together I started calling your house my house your pets my pets and for all that confusion I get more for thinking about you and loving you won't bring you back to my life |