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free of such foolish sorrow

I look longingly upon the promise of the morrow

standing proud

but not too much so.........

a better woman I would like you to think

having lived beyond the path of many a not so

noble heartache's storm

but a new and shining love stands

so to gain a foot hold

in the glorious gleam

of the future's lingering mist

the dreamy focus of the eyes

too often gives away the soul's shuttering

intent

warm buttery leather

welcomes my clearly nervous rest

as I sit in awe of your mastery over

personal self control

you are so utterly amazing to watch

you want me terribly

but only just so

free

willing

hopeful

and with such desirous results

your hooded eyes

suddenly flair to life

at my startling confession

the taken has made her decision

at last she has decided to do some

talking of her own

what she wants

is you

every last ruggedly handsome inch

minus any pretense with all your flaws

and flaming needs

nothing shall I leave out

with your maddening Mediterranean eyes

riveted to my freshly moistened lips

by that fearful pretty culprit

my tongue

I allow the fast shifting forces of your

incredible will

to sweep me so preciously

perilously close into the warm safe haven

of your strong embracing torso's vest

almost too torturously you whisper

thank God darlin'

within the dark confines of a passion laced

kiss

leading me to believe

most fervently

that 'The Taken's Taking' wholeheartedly

agrees

breathlessly I echo back

Thank God squared

which makes you chuckle

as you bite at my lips...........

(Feb. 14, 1999)