I am aspirational still.
Isn’t that a thrill?
Otherwise why
would I
contact someone again?
Isn’t meetibng all about aspiration?

Come, talk to me October-birth, as we together aspire
to find something Libra-ting
which will fuel
our mu
tual fire,
and carry us
ever higher.

Ask, and ye shall receive.
Seek, and ye shall find.
Knock, and it shall be opened unto you.
Wer klopfet an, den wird es aufgetan.

And Elijah went upon the mount, and a strong wind came and rent the rocks asunder …
but The LORD was not in the wind.
And after the wind came a fire …
but The LORD was not in the fire.
And after the fire, an earthquake …
but The LORD was not in the earthquake.
And after the earthquake,
a
still,
small
voice.——-
You have asked.
I’ve given.
You’ve sought.
You found.
You’ve knocked.
I’ve opened.

And after the wind,
the fire,
and the earthquake …
a still,
small
email.

Your turn.

Why do I persist?
It’s like this:
You seem amusing,
though slightly confusing.

You seem intelligent
(although
I never seem to know
where you went!)

Your smile, your hair
your face seem pretty.
Yeah, I care
that you’re in my city.

And I will not, unlike lesser chaps,
be discouraged by a simple “Perhaps”.