Tag: Love and Sex
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Time Doesn’t Heal All Wounds (A Poem)
They say that time heals all woundsBut I know that’s not trueSome wounds are too deep to healSome scars are always in view I loved you since we were kidsYou were my cherry pieBut then you broke my heart in twoWhen you kissed that other guy My mom tried to console meShe said it would…
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Tempus Fugit: Life As I Knew It in January of ’73
Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana. – Anthony G. Oettinger On January 20, 1973, I was nine going on 10 and lived in a modest but comfortable house, along with my widowed mother and my older half-sister, in Westchester, a suburb of Miami, Florida. 50 years ago, January 20 fell on…
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To a Lost Love, at Sunset (A Haiku)
Evening skies darken Last light glows with fire-red hues; My heart yearns for you.
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Tempus Fugit: Remembering Mid-December, 1972: New School, New Girlfriend, and Apollo’s Last Hurrah
“December is the holdout month, all the others torn away.” ― Anne Gisleson, The Futilitarians: Our Year of Thinking, Drinking, Grieving, and Reading With Christmas Day of 2022 only 12 days away – and New Year’s Eve 18 days in the future – and my move to Brandon looming on a date that is “TBA”…
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Passion Revisited, Again (A Haiku)
Sunlight streaming through Partly drawn muslin curtains Falls softly upon you.
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Tempus Fugit: Remembering Cheryl T- 50 Years Later, Part the Third
As I stood there, Cheryl gave me a quick hug, then stepped back a few steps, her eyes fixed on me. Then, without a moment’s hesitation, Cheryl straightened up and unbuttoned her pink sweater. Even though it was cold and her blouse was made from the same material as my shirt, she doffed the sweater…
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Tempus Fugit: Remembering Cheryl T. – 50 Years Later, Part the Second
Last Time, on Remembering Cheryl T….. “You can love someone so much…But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.” ― John Green “There’s no love like the first.” ― Nicholas Sparks When I was nine years old and a third-grader at Coral Park Elementary School, I fell in love with…
A Certain Point of View, Too 