If you are here it is not just to read love poems or to see if I have propositioned you...again. It is not just curiosity or ego stroking.
It is considering...
It is thinking...
It is wondering...
It is evaluating...
Because whatever is between us doesn't just die or fade away. It has life beyond lust and forbidden fruit.
We both feel it and know it.
Sooner or later I think we are going to act on it and get that first hand memory of what electricity really feel like when you are with someone who just gets and fits you.
Maybe it is hard. Maybe it is complicated. Maybe it is easier than ever before.
Maybe I walk behind you and figure out where the lines are so that after I release the buttons/snaps/zipper/velcro I know exactly where my hands ought to go. ;)
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Sleep With Me...
Dear June,
Dreamt about you for the first time in a long while, or at least the first that I remember parts of.
Grabbed a meal, asked you to sleep with me and you said no. We left the restaurant, stopped by some beautiful room and you surprised me and said I could have your mouth if I wanted.
I told you that you had always said it made no sense to you to do one but not the other and you surprised me again and said yes.
Last part I remember was feeling your legs wrap around me...
Had a hell of a day today, was late for a meeting for the second time in a row. Both times involved that little problem that sometimes comes up.
Was especially irritated because I woke up two hours early so that I would have plenty of time. But the internal mutiny refused to listen and rain added to the impact.
Was 10 minutes late and got a verbal warning. Was irritated because I have been early many times because I know I run late so I try to compensate.
But sometimes memory is a funny thing in professional and personal settings.
Anyway, as ELO says I would tell you everything if you picked up the telephone, or at least consider it.
More likely in person and definitely preferred, I like eye contact with you. Not to mention you always smell so damn good to me, that has to be chemical and not just perfume.
Pheromones or something.
Such a strange day and strange time.
Got a few big things in the works and am working my ass off to make them happen. Keep your fingers crossed and your legs uncrossed for me huh. ;)
Got to go run now, see you around Juneleh.
-Johnny
Dreamt about you for the first time in a long while, or at least the first that I remember parts of.
Grabbed a meal, asked you to sleep with me and you said no. We left the restaurant, stopped by some beautiful room and you surprised me and said I could have your mouth if I wanted.
I told you that you had always said it made no sense to you to do one but not the other and you surprised me again and said yes.
Last part I remember was feeling your legs wrap around me...
Had a hell of a day today, was late for a meeting for the second time in a row. Both times involved that little problem that sometimes comes up.
Was especially irritated because I woke up two hours early so that I would have plenty of time. But the internal mutiny refused to listen and rain added to the impact.
Was 10 minutes late and got a verbal warning. Was irritated because I have been early many times because I know I run late so I try to compensate.
But sometimes memory is a funny thing in professional and personal settings.
Anyway, as ELO says I would tell you everything if you picked up the telephone, or at least consider it.
More likely in person and definitely preferred, I like eye contact with you. Not to mention you always smell so damn good to me, that has to be chemical and not just perfume.
Pheromones or something.
Such a strange day and strange time.
Got a few big things in the works and am working my ass off to make them happen. Keep your fingers crossed and your legs uncrossed for me huh. ;)
Got to go run now, see you around Juneleh.
-Johnny
The Passionate Shepherd
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
That Valleys, groves, hills, and fields,
Woods, or steepy mountain yields.
And we will sit upon the Rocks,
Seeing the Shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow Rivers to whose falls
Melodious birds sing Madrigals.
And I will make thee beds of Roses
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroidered all with leaves of Myrtle;
You know I have always liked that poem. Posting that excerpt for no reason other than just because, not asking or saying anything specific there.
If anything I'd ask for time with you, drink, lunch, dinner, movie whatever.
Don't know if you are doing your distance thing or a variation of a "I don't say I love you first" because you are waiting for me.
I could be the silly boy who says you swallowed me and said thank you or just play it straight but I am really more of a combination. Got my thoughts and ideas but mostly I am focused on the present with an eye towards the future.
Not because I have this great plan but because for now that seems to be the smartest way to go. Focus on now with an eye looking up so that I don't wander into traffic.
Got lots more to say, but no time to say it. See you around Juneleh.
P.S. If nothing else I have a big hug for you.
