Fiddler on the Roof From great pain has come great courage, from years of tears, the truth, and from my poetry, freedom. so I kept on writing....

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I love our friendship.

I truly enjoy our conversations.

I'd never want to lose any of that!

And yet, I long for more:


I want to touch you.

I want to hold you.

I want to feel you.

My breath is heavy as I picture that moment in m mind.

I tremble with anticipation.


But, for now:

I can only imagine the warmth of your lips against mine.

I can only imagine your bright eyes smiling down at me.

I can only imagine my reflection there: Hungry, warm, inviting...

I can only imagine you there: Lingering, longing, and, oh, so sensual.

With those silver whispers dancing at your temples in the moonlight as I ever so softly run my fingers thru your hair. (still trembling)

I can only imagine the touch of your hands and feel of your lips in places untouched and unkissed for so long.

I can only imagine the scent of you and the taste of you.

I can only imagine the feel of your body snug with my own.

I can only imagine wanting you; over and over again.

My breath is heavy as I picture that moment in my mind.

I tremble with anticipation....


I love our friendship.

I truly enjoy our conversations.

I'd never want to lose any of that!

And yet............

~~Fiddler 01/02/2002