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the feeling was there

at the time I just didn't know it

maybe that is why his obvious stare

put me in such a snit

he was a boy all of nearly eighteen

I was a woman raw from a recent relationship and more

than ready for someone young, muscular and lean

not to take too seriously mind you but to wallow in

a form of physical love play deemed as off limits

perhaps the whole of the entire summer was yet just

another possession of kismet's

propriety be damned

that boy was/is indeed very much a main stream man

the chemistry was quite naturally there

my lust with the use of his own

he was easily enough able to ensnare

his handsome heart I softly danced around

and only tentatively attempted to touch

how could I have possibly known that he would be able

to make me feel so unbelievably much

more when in his presence

that's all I could bare to think about

this so called boy gave me more than any man twice his age

along with love added so perfectly into the equation that

its sincerity left no room for doubt

in my mind I knew if anyone were to find out

physically we would be pulled apart

I would likely survive it but the separation would break

that gentle and giving boy's heart

so this is my private yet public form of coming to grips

my own personal goodbye dear, sweet Cort

a mental kiss upon your loving lips

maybe one day soon again we will be lucky enough to

magically meet

and perhaps one afternoon out of this now aged

affair we will allow ourselves a moment to repeat

may love, happiness and peace be with you always......

( written Nov.11,1992 am)