excuse me please...I don't mean to stare...
the look in your eyes, has made me aware.

aware of a feeling, I share most every day...
feeling that somewhere,somehow...I must've lost my way.

are you as tired as I am...of dreams now long grown cold...
what the hell...and how the hell...did I end up this old.

lonely...sometimes bitter, wonder why its come to this...
learned alot, perhaps too much, maybe ignorance was bliss.

if that's the case, with this human race...that it's better not to know...
then why the hell am I still here...if not to learn and grow.

so teach me please...and at your ease...I'll hang on every word...
my wish is that, you won't think of me, as crazy or absurd.

I want to know what love is...not all that love is not...
I want to love with all my being, with everything I've got.

and be loved...oh, to be loved...and be "in love" once again...
share my life, with that special someone, I'd be happy then.

frilly lace...soft easy curls...scent somewhere between baby powder and vanilla...

music on the hi-fi...cool rock ballads...damn sure isn't thrilla.

trace the shape of her body, with my fingertips...
lose myself completely, as I taste her luscious lips.

into my arms...I hold her...
gown slips to the floor...

goosebumps meet each other...
then oblivion...and more.

morning brings the sunshine...fresh shower, fresh air...wet hair...
again the meeting...without greeting...skin so soft and bare.

you've got to stop...this can't go on...the lace with all the frills...
get off my butt, and out the door...so we can pay the bills...

always be you...

today I noticed something different, and something noticed me.
I've forgotten what it's like to love...and be loved don't you see?

memories of what it was, is all that tucks me in...
should I awake to dreams come true, would I know, where to begin?

or would I stumble, fumble, mumble, like I did when I was young...
rememberng the first time that, I got a bra undone.

its kinda like the old native who...when asked about romance...
with upraised hand, said I know "HOW"...I just need a chance.

how wonderfullll....hearts that yearn for love, I pray...
will have prayers answered, every day.

how I miss the touch...
softness of skin against mine.

the splendor of seeing goose bumps shimmer across her breasts.

I miss the taste...the very taste of love itself...
sharing it completely...unrestrained.

to hold... in breathless trembling...

peaceful slumber in your arms.

thank you

beautiful

I will sip with you...on this day...should I get the chance, might even stay.
busy tho the day will be...
I'll remember your thoughts and then we'll see.

thoughts of as well

you know that he does..

sunshine is your smile...

very good, I can just about taste your scent...hang up the phone

I think that I would love to see you blushing...blushing in your favorite bra perhaps...now don't get angry...you started this bra thing...and its a good thing too!