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black jeans

breathlessly tight

filled to their sturdy stitched seems

why, such a nonchalant stance to this very day

continues to fuel my erotic dreams

along with boots as dusty as day old, dried

Wyoming dirt

and a smile so bright and sexy that it could make

a girl's eyes hurt

not to mention a few other prominent places

he makes me think of long, slow dances and lover's

laughing chases

such a graceful wonder in the saddle

as well as behind the Chevy's wheel

every ripple of every even little muscle beneath

his weather worn skin

I swear I could feel

as strong as the mountains and as tall as the sky

he could take on anyone in a fight but who in his

right mind would be willing to try

with such a natural earthy male scent

more intoxicating than the finest imported wine

who could forget such a formidable presence along with

a scent so unforgettably divine

I must come clean to confess that my heart has been telling

tales that my head has yet had the chance to

refute

but often with me when emotions are even remotely involved

my logic they tend to dilute............

(written Nov.21,1992 am)