it must be the wicked humor in the quaint quick
corners of his mouth that put me in such a tight
chested tail spin
or maybe it was the way his sensuous eyes said
'me, my quick and funny girl, you will not so easily
win!'
it could have been the comparison in height that I
favored from the very beginning
or his way with wasting words that usually left
me winning
admiration and lust are stranger agents to unleash
on the mind
a woman takes into consideration many aspects of a man
but is often more fascinated by his biceps or behind
why is this so?
I'm high when I'm low
my heart means stop when my head says go
I'm too smart to go fast
but too quick for taking things slow
this camaraderie we share takes no fuel away from my
so far secret fire
but the quick and ready made humor does have its
advantages
by shielding my otherwise obvious interest and desire
its flattering to see he's so at ease and easy to be
with me
but its foolish to expect to find true returned
elation in expectancy
please remember I had a divine time
Mr. soft kisses and warm wine
but we could not be more than the flash of a fantasy
for you never gave me even once a clear sign
but as I recall what we had was nice while it lasted
but you for me in the role of lover
were not meant to be seriously caste............
(written Nov 29,1991 pm)