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in my mind

I sketch your eyes

how I love that bully brooding

quality of them

they remind me of

passion just on the rise

thrown in with a hint of

stubborn  brutish pride

such finely contoured hands

so masculine and sure

who's grip I'd long for

long after

their master's kiss had lured

how can I better reveal

the sparks such visions

in me procure

desire all a frenzy

whipped up  

in climactic allure

your breathless face

before my enchanted own

all heated and a blur

a spell of mutual intention

we seem to weave for each other

so to better ensure

this connection we have

discovered just

would break not nor be

usurped

the power you hold over me

remains undisturbed

in the awe of these last six

months over view

my heart keeps whispering

beloved dear man

what have you done?

you have stolen my good sense

and wrecked my idea of what it means

to be happy

now I find myself a pitiful preoccupied mess

endlessly hung up

on but

the mere thought of you

smirking all the while to myself

how so very much ashamed of yourself

you should be

for being such an unstoppable force

that you are

and making me feel just this way..........

(written Aug. 5, 2007 130am)