Y/
am I/
not worthy of yer friendship’s song?/
Was it wrong/
4 so long/
4 me/
2 b/
a trusted shoulder relied on/
u could cry on?/
Yer dark days r left behind/
as am i.

When a Woman says/
“I can’t give you what you want”,/
you must believe her!

3 a.m. joy tears/
cannot express how happy/
I am praying works.

Tea/
with me/
at Kahil/
i’s/
is good medicine,/
but I understand./
I wont balk/
if u want 2 talk./
But be sure/
there’s no pressure./
Another day?/
Sure!/
I’ll not go away!

I dream I am with U tonight,/
full-moon’d romance in the air./
We lay 2gether as moonlite/
shimmers in yer hair./
All perfect, it seems,/
’til the end of my dreams.

Just so/
you know/
where I went:/
I’m Annticipating,/
and waiting,/
where I was sent./
You can’t say/
I’m running away./
I’ll not stray/
from where you/
told me to/
stay.

My friend and client (and Siren, Medusa, Goddess) Erin at Sweet Lily Salon (www.sweetlilysalon.com) does my hair organically and gives me advice about asking women out, especially when I’m feeling “out of my league” (which, thanks to her, happens VERY infrequently). I wrote this to her on the eve of something scary which, ultimately, never happened.

My fear’s about/
going out/
with a TV/
Personality./
Yes, I dared!/
Now, I’m scared!/
What’ll she think of me?/
I can’t seduce;/
Eek! Cute’s no use!/
But do/
words woo?

LSD? LDS?/
We’ve all stuff in our past, I guess,/
2 make us think we can’t get along./
What if we r wrong?/
What if r compassion and charity/
lets us c/
we/
clearly?

I figured you got/
swept off your feet by some hot/
guy who was sweeeet!/
A dancing fool/
who caused you to drool/
and made you loco/
even without hot coccoa!

Blonde was too busy/
she said, so I soft caressed /
the redhead instead.