[Soaring Feather]

Together again
we rest in our love
how I missed you
while you were gone

Resting again with you
wrapped in cotton and satin
and moonlight black lace

patterns on the wall
warm summer breezes
gently rolling in open windows

ocean waves crashing
against the beach
falling, falling smashing
like the crescendo of our love

Together again we two
to never part
one heart
one mind
one love
together again....

bentfeather

[Trikebuilder]

Lace and satin make you an image to remember,
How can one forget, or that image ever dim,
in my mind, or heart.

All those moments are engraven,
as if set in hardened stone,
yet ever warm within.

Let us hold them close, my dear,
and let their fusion bond us,
forever and a day.

[Colonel_Flagg]

Thanks for putting my thoughts on paper for me!

[SAMWolf]

SIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH! Very Nice feather. :-) Makes me feel mushy.

[SAMWolf]

miles between us
never apart in our hearts
always together

[NicknamedBob]

Wedding Bell Blues

The chance to marry young people,
Does not come to every one,
You need to be a minister,
It takes more than a Bible or gun.

I married a lesbian couple,
(They’re no longer living in sin.)
But what will be their response to,
The sneaky trick I slipped in?

I rewrote the words a little,
That seemed to be the need,
They hardly noticed my mischief,
And that’s how I sprung the deed.

They think they married each other,
You could see the joy in their eyes,
But when they head out for the honeymoon,
They’re in for a big surprise.

I couldn’t resist the temptation,
They were quite lovely to see,
Just imagine their consternation,
To find out they married Me!

They both have lots of money now,
But for divorce I’ll file.
They never saw me coming on,
They missed me by a mile.

Oh, wait. I’m doomed, I see it now,
Oh how could I not see.
By marrying this couple,
I’ve committed bigamy.

What? Bigamy’s not a problem?
Marriage has been redefined?
The property settlement’s coming,
I wonder which one will mind.

I’m getting what I want out of this deal,
But one of them’s left behind.
A reconciliation?
Someone must be out of her mind.

Or maybe it’s me who’s gone crazy,
To have ever thought that I could,
Please two ladies who don’t want any part of me,
Even parts that I thought were real good!

Now that marriage has no meaning,
Doors have opened wide.
A duck, a cow, a goat, or sheep,
Can make a comely bride.

But with the women I will stick,
It's what has worked so far.
Besides who wants to take a pig,
Out to their favorite bar?

I think they have discovered,
I’m not a useless catch,
For what they spent on “C” cells,
My food bill is a match.

It may be they can take me,
A little better than they thought,
One told me, “Like fishing,
A worm can get you caught.”

A bit more preparation,
There would have been less to correct.
Instead of a separation,
We’re having a trial connect.

(Insert Conspiracy Guy comments here)

It is the dream of every guy,
Who thinks he is a stud.
It may not be realistic,
Ladies, it’s in the blood.

We think that we are experts,
Getting someone to change their ways.
I hope I don’t meet professionals,
Who are good at producing gays!

(And that's all I have to say about that! ...
... to everyone's great relief!)