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Trysting a bit of a day away wayback 1975...A.W.
toomany razors in
me blade.
'fraid might cut self
in sum historic place
where eros
once was no strang'er.
do you rem
ember thee day?
the 'tryst'? in the wood,
behind 'the institute',
on the hill,
near the trail,
when the dearest ladies
did not harness their
breasts 'neath
their shirts, & yours were
so modestly soft/delicious
upon lifting the plain cotton
cloth (&the love beneath
yr sweet blue jeans)
in the sunlight broken
by leafy shade'o early autumn.
We
loved & laid there
un'a'shamed
Then we had to forget
the whole blessed
thing....
like kindalike
'safety first'.........
as 'they' was 'talking'
about us doing that which we
hadn't even done yet (so, we did)
an old worn out story.
Then you went away,
Toomany years ago...
Eye have no idear
where either of us are.
How'bout you?
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Published 25th Jun 2015
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25th Jun 2015 4:48am
25th Jun 2015 4:55am
ah....didn't seem so helpless(hopeless) as
it
does
now.......
but such is this Golden Maturity
for wee, thee bitty
misfits
(of/from be'longing)*
*what th'ell is he talkin'bout?(again)
25th Jun 2015 8:27am
"(so, we did)"
~way to stop the loud clamor, both places! teehee
*(..I A-prove en smirk)
Well myyyy "idear" be's.. uve rocked Eros aplenty
with ur bare Rendezvous in forest ways..
sounds lovely Sirz o D.. enjoyed lots!
hushed g'ntes to u m'dears
~d
~way to stop the loud clamor, both places! teehee
*(..I A-prove en smirk)
Well myyyy "idear" be's.. uve rocked Eros aplenty
with ur bare Rendezvous in forest ways..
sounds lovely Sirz o D.. enjoyed lots!
hushed g'ntes to u m'dears
~d
25th Jun 2015 4:29pm
well,
tis the "here & now's"
relentless apartness
from any such of a
touch that may indeed
be the end of me, but
canno
have everything
sometimes canno'ave
any'thing
25th Jun 2015 9:37am
idyllic moments often end up
as poignant memories...
mind you, there's nothing like
a wood or a forest
to Arden one's resolve...
as poignant memories...
mind you, there's nothing like
a wood or a forest
to Arden one's resolve...
25th Jun 2015 4:22pm
25th Jun 2015 10:38am
This is so soulful, Danny. It has to be my favorite of yours. The 60's (and 70's) were a great time to live and love. Their nostalgia will always live on in the hearts of all who lived them as the last two greatest era's ever.
25th Jun 2015 4:38pm
yes, the IRONY....
twas a great time back then,
but such attachment to some
idyllic idear[s] of The Past
can be fatal when the soon-terminal
Present
has been so bizarrely alonesome
for so long
such, I guess, is my illusion of this collective delusion of Ours
Big thanks, mdear
25th Jun 2015 5:59pm
Nothing wrong with daydreaming, Danny. Some say it fuels the soul with hope until the dawn comes.🌞
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