dear guv'nor
how do I describe you for me
perhaps by labeling you a flute
in the string section
though I know you play a sensuous sax
or rather a hybrid of intellect and
tenderness
who's deeper feelings no modesty
could negatively address
maybe I should confess I find you
a spoon in the fork drawer
who ladles such good mental nourishment
well into my bowl
you are a sweet as hell savage rogue
that the likes of the 30's Flynn
couldn't play
even if he phoned in the role
mystery yet unique openness
blended in a scorcerer's hurry
eager to indulge and partake in our
exquisitely unsophisticated reparte'
I hold the idea of you dear
in a fond
far away, way
to me you are but water from a river clear
sweet distraction slaked
at the bar of a computer's keyboard
tray
so smile broadly now for me dear
as your "Darlin" has you sir
in a manner marked
most deliciously appealing
to her..............
(written Sept.3,2004 830pm)
NICE WORK
ON THIS ONE