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| It's Always Nice to Know For Tomorrow And Tomorrow |
| We all live short lives� There are lots of paths To consider and choose Thousands of companions With whom we might walk Each of our lives is lived At the speed of a day No more� no less For most� every day is Event filled� often frantic Hectic� sometimes barely Containable In chaos we seek order� Amidst manic� our goal Is calm� Surrounded by uncertainty We yearn for predictable Tranquility It's nice to know in advance Each day of my life� you Are the cove of my calm� I'm fortunate that our paths Crossed� that we were Able to become such Intimate Friends Your mind is so comfortable To me� I know it so well� In most situations - you Could speak my thoughts � Coin my words for me The grids of our perceptions Have grown almost identical Dissonance almost dissolved I often wondered how Our finding had happened� Was our meeting chance Or fate� initiative or luck ... Does it matter which Where nights were once Filled with aloneness � Or wanton gropings� Today� and for many Tomorrows� my nights And daytime fantasies� Are filled with you I love to touch your body To lightly stroll my fingers Along your thigh I seek your warmth Your energy Your passion Your Aliveness I labor in excitement to Feel your moment of Instant relaxation� To share the journey within Your eyes for the brief seconds You travel the Cosmos No anxieties waiting� I know your body so well It's tensions - capabilities Limitations - lusts |
| It's nice to know in advance Throughout my days� I lust for your spirit� For your lust for life Your lust for me� I try to emulate your Verve� respect and Admire our thoughtful Differences I often wondered how Our finding had happened� Was the meeting chance Or fate� initiative or luck � Does it matter which We will spend our time Here together� and perhaps Afterwards� we will spend Time together elsewhere� We all live short lives� There are lots of paths To consider and choose� Thousands of companions We might walk with� Each of our lives is lived At the speed of a day No more� no less For most� every day is Event filled� often frantic Hectic� sometimes barely Containable In chaos we seek order� Amidst manic� our goal Is calm� Surrounded by uncertainty We yearn for predictable Tranquility It's nice to know in advance Each day of my life� you Are the cove of my calm� I'm fortunate that our paths Crossed� that we were Able to become such Intimate Friends |
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| . Who would not want to Live their life like this. That would be insane. But must it only be with 'Just One Other' |
| . Excerpted with permisson from: The Little Red Book of Drivel Soul Rot and Other Forms of Insane Relationships In the 3rd Millennium � 2000 Relationships Press All rights reserved |