I think relationships built solely or largely on physical pleasure are wrong. Not for any moralistic reason, but rather because it's too likely someone will get hurt. I'm sure I have a biased viewpoint (and will receive lots of email telling me so), but I believe men and women have different reactions to such seemingly casual affairs. Women can enjoy sex and companionship for their own sake. Men, sad to say, fall in love.
This poem is about one such relationship in my life.
We were ships
Passing in the night,
Our bows briefly touching,
Bringing us delight.
Love was our Captain,
Desire our Second Mate,
But pain was off our port,
And mutiny was our fate.
We met, we touched, we loved,
We said our last goodbye.
Now my ocean's empty
And I shall surely die.
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It touched me, and I have written many thousands of poems, and have read seven times seven thousand more.
Bridgette
Ron. this one touched me deeply.
Boa
oi! that is so cute!
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