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    where could I

    of all people

    take you

    in your mind

    a paradise to the senses

    perhaps!

    'My Win Some Warrior King'

    that your blood line bespeaks

    or you yourself to me, so often

    self define

    note, that this shall be indeed

    our tethered together tender time

    me and thee

    now

    verses

    I and thy once

    in our days of

     friendly and

    frolic-some yore

    we weave to entwine

    on some deliciously private

    throbbing energy level

    that mass others in themselves

    never even suspect exists

    I dare say, ere even ever explore

    we wake, work, walk and wonder

    just how can such a sensuous bridge

    sustain us

    and yet still

    to and fro

    constantly pitch

    are you that of a charming wizard

    all fast hands and calculated tricks

    or like in the book of oz

    (The Wizard Of Oz- a famous children's book)

    just a clever, clever little man

    who keeps a devil in his details

    Do you see beyond the surface's edge

    into these 'stormy day at the sea' eyes

    of mine

    I only recently realized that I have you

    and its a spiral of your own fever's  want

    and I still do not know how that fever

    to me became introduced

    you seem to be bonded captive to something

    far bigger than mere mortal man can

    comprehend

    you are as far out with me as

     you ever were in

    you sir hold the heart of the very problem

    when you approached me to begin

    fast bearing down upon this tender rabbit

    already running around in your sunny meadow's

    field

    I think through the miracle moving of fates

    you recognized her

    as perhaps one of your very own

    from so, so long ago

    that place where time itself can not

    even make a date

    and that is why you don't so much mind

    stepping into her net

    and smiling the whole way  as you do

    and this is the cross road you and I find

    our paths suddenly leading into

    inhaling the intoxicating scent

    we've sensed and smelled before

    a sense of rightness

    settled upon

    a moment

    that always was

    meant to be

    my meeting you

    and your latching onto me

    smiling as I am

    I can alas say

    now

    I don't have to miss you

    anymore.................

    (written June 9, 2008 2am)