It’s a good thing
your kisses have no effect
That when you nuzzle my neck
I don’t melt
And when you caress my skin
I don’t sigh.
It’s a good thing
I can resist your persistence
And not shiver when you pull me close.
It’s a good thing
there’s no connection
or I would be sitting here daydreaming
and thinking of you
and things that will never be.
It IS a good thing.
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My blog is not going to include rants about the world and life's wrongdoings. It's probably not going to hold a diary of what's going on in my life. But, what it is going to contain is my poetry. I have been writing it for over 30 years. Some of what I post will be old, and some of it will be recent. You may find you can relate to some of what I write .. if so .. cool. If not, click the X and move on.. I'm open to feedback. Thanks to all of you who have been my inspiration, my muses.
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