I would like to be a writer. I began this site with amorous intentions, and over the course of time, I hope to have evolved as a male in an ever changing society that is today, recognizing the true beauty and elegance of woman. I am also into writing poetry. Come along for the ride.

Is it ok?

Is it,

does it matter,

do you even understand anymore,

would you recognize me in a bar.

if tomorrow we were brought together by time,

would we want to stay around each other

any longer than we did

when we thought it was the right thing to do.

I cannot seem to leave this period of my life,

I remember touch,

there was this new reality in my life that if I could just feel your fingertips

on the back of my neck,

that really is all I ever want to recall,

the sex just seemed too unreal to ever believe I could have that,


we together were so inseparable that summer

in a Volvo,

a brown 72′ wagon we would put a mattress in the back,

and travel to California together,

probably fuck quite often all the way,

because that,

we were really good at that.

If I do ever leave this place well then I know for sure I have to return

to that monotony of my life I would rather disappear from.

You do help me disappear,

I realize that today,

but I don’t think that is a really bad thing anymore,

I used to believe it unrealistic …

If I knocked on your door tomorrow, would you

be there.

I wonder if you would be the same woman I want you to think of me as

a man you knew one time before,

when we could remember this was far more real

than anything we try to pretend to be today.

Please, your words are ever so appreciated ...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s