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July 4, 2009

Mixed Signals

Filed under: Garnet — Tags: , , , , , , , , — dansideas @ 11:05 pm


Hot start.
Number given.
Hot start,
Exciting stories told.
Hot start,
Soft warm flesh caressed.
Hot start,
Weekend planned.
Cold finish,
Phone calls unanswered.
Cold finish,
Untold cancelation.
Cold finish,
Uncomfortable meeting.
Cold finish,
No explantions give.
Hot start,
Cold finish.
Obviously a case of
Mixed signals.
Or very fine
Game playing.


Filed under: Garnet — Tags: , , , , , , , , — dansideas @ 10:56 pm


I welcome you
Into my world,
Into my life.
I hope you are
The gemstone you
For which you
Were named
And will shine
In my life,
In my mind,
In my heart.

No Ties?

Filed under: Beth — Tags: , , , , , , , , — dansideas @ 10:50 pm


I choose not to see you
For I am in deep
Desperation for love
And affection.
I need the body of one
That I care for to hold
And make love with.
You are not one who
Cares to return these
Same feelings.
And to push them on
You would only drive
You futher away from
Me than you already are.

Why you would give your
Affection to one you do
Really care for and
Not to one who really
Cares about you is a
Mystery that puzzles and
Angers me.
Is it just that I offer you
Me and I stand as a man
Who wants to try a
Real and solid relationship,
Of which you are afraid?
And the other offered no
Threat to you at all?
You do not have to marry
Nor even come live with
Me if that is your wish.
I put no ties on you.
Or do I.
Just by caring?

Beth Three

Filed under: Beth — Tags: , , , , , , , , — dansideas @ 9:32 pm


Oh how the spirit soared
This morning when I
Thought that you would go
On this trip with me.
Damn it,
I have a chance after all.
Laughter and smiles.
But later in the day,
After having seen you
No you aren’t going to go.
This at least is what
Seems normal to me.
After all,
We are not what the
Other really wants,
Are we?
But I love you anyway.
The little joys you
Bring to me are well
Worth the little
For I haven’t felt that
Good in years as I did
This morning.
I hope I get some more
Of these feelings before
You are gone from my
Life for good.

Beth Two

Filed under: Beth — Tags: , , , , , , , , — dansideas @ 9:23 pm


Being an ass man,
I am enthralled by
So round,
So beautifully shaped.
The clothes you wear
Show it off so well
That I can hardly
Stand to see it without
Wanting to fondle the
I long to bury my face
Between the parting
Of your cheeks.
To tongue the holes
That wait at the apex
Of that parting.
To give back to you
Some of the pleasure
That I recieve from
Just looking at you.

Beth One

Filed under: Beth — Tags: , , , , , , , , — dansideas @ 9:17 pm


Now comes the time of
Wonder as to just what
I am feeling for you.
Is it love that drives me
To distraction?
Or is it just that you
Seem to be unavailable
To me?
Whatever the reason
May be,
It seems like the only
Cure will be for me to
Have you.
Then and only then will
I have access to the

Valentine’s Day

Filed under: Natalie — Tags: , , , , , , , , — dansideas @ 9:10 pm


I know not what calls
Me to you.
Whether it is your
Beauty or the unheard
Beat of your heart.
Your youth scares me
To distraction.
For what might we
Have in common?
Now is your time to
Grow and learn who
You are with many
Canges yet to come
In time.
While I am now very
Set in my own ways
And no longer search
For my answers.
Yet I have nothing to
Lose and maybe much
To gain.
So Natalie,
Hello to you on this
Valentine’s Day.

To Win Or To Win

Filed under: Patricia — Tags: , , , , , , , , — dansideas @ 8:58 pm


Does a jaded and kinky
Man of 38 years who has
Seem much and understands
Differently from the
Usual set of minds that
Occupy this space we
Call Earth,
Dare to attempt the all
Awesome task of winning
The heart and mind of
Such a young and pretty
Woman of 20 tender years?
Years that already have
Seen one of the terrors
Of life we call marriage.
A terror that need not
Be as it seems,
For it does exist in
Forms of wonderfulness.
I have seen it,
True only once that I
Would call wonderful.
But it is there.
And where one wonderful
Thing exists,
Then another can also.

Even with the knowing
Of this.
Is it enough to tickle
The imagination of one
Such as you?
Are you one who dares
To dream and ask for
What others might call
Shades of ancient poems
Ring in these lines,
Forever do the ideas of
Great love keep their
Hopes alive.
But are these even ideas
Of importance?
What hopes do you have?

I have nothing to lose.
For I have nothing now.
I can only win,
Whatever the outcome of
This–this game of–love?
Whatever it may be
Called when one wants
And hopefully wins the
Other to their hearts
If I win,
Then I win something of
Great importance.
If I do not win your
Well then I have more
Poems to add to the ever
Expanding pile.
Either way I gain
Something of value.
But wouldn’t it be
Nice to have both?

Patricia 3

Filed under: Patricia — Tags: , , , , , , , , , — dansideas @ 8:29 pm


For one who thought
You looked good,
You walked into the
Room tonight and I
Nearly died from
Heart failure.
I know not if you
Have any idea what
Affect you have on
The men around you,
But have mercy child.
There ought to be a
Law about such a sexy
Thing as you walking
Around free.
If no other feels as
I do about the way
You look,
Then the world is
Full of dead and dying
Men who have lost all
Their senses.
To see you dressed in
That black outfit you
Wore tonight is almost
More than a man can
Take without losing
His thoughts about
Anything else.
Is it any wonder that
I mumble,
You took my breath
It was all I could do
To keep my head on
The job at hand.

I hope your young man
Appreciates what a
Treasure he has,
For if you were mine,
I would let you know
Just about everyday
As to how wonderful
You are.
I do not seem to be
Able to get across
The idea or feeling
Of what looking at
You does to me.
Think of the most
Breathtaking thing
You can think of,
Then double,
At least triple that
In size,
Or wonder,
Or more in anyway you
Can think of,
And you begin to get
Some inkling as to
The effect you have
On me.
And I leave it,
At that.

Patricia 2

Filed under: Patricia — Tags: , , , , , , , , — dansideas @ 7:56 pm


I found myself alone
In the darkroom,
Wandering lost and
I would stop at the
enlarger you use and
Caress the area where
You had been.
What foolishness am I
Doing to myself?
I can not afford to
Fall in love with
Such a one as this.

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