thank you

thanks everybody. Im not likely to put anymore up for a while so my viewers will have to make do with what's there.
Not that i think many of them will, or any for that matter.
Besides, if they do, they ain't for me!
and besides, if i tell you guys, you'll rip them a new one trying to defend my honor and then it'll be chaos and global thermonuclear armageddon and.....we can't have that kinda thing, now can we?

put up 2 new pics. what do you think?

Noted, fixed! And thank you!

Hot? me? really?



Um....well, I.....

you decide, I dont wanna sound like....

yeah, you decide!

You are in the center of the stage,

looking resolute and confident

prepping for the physical ordeal

or the rampant exhiliration

in your red flowy dress and velvet shoes

The melodies of the guitarist below you

plays somewhat of an Andalusian riff

ebbing and flowing with your hands

which do a kind of windmill, flowy gesture

a graceful flourish

Then all grace is trumped by an urgency,

the movements, at first slow

are now rapid, furious and mesmerizing

a jump here, a kick there,

subtle cadences and looks and kinetic display

All you do is move

and move and move

and move and move

then stop your angelical paces

for a moment as the dance ends,

your body crouching

coming to a stop on the lucky gentlemean

in the front row.

He smiles, blushing.

He is able to catch you wink

just before your head comes down

and the guitar player ends his heated melody.

The crowd claps.

You rise, smiling, your face and torso flushed with sweat

from the workout of the flamenco dance you expertly

performed.

Minutes pass and you are at my side, in normal clothing,

hanging onto my arm with the fervor of your successful night,

beaming happily as we make our way across the street to

our favorite sushi bar.

The man in the front row you winked at was me.

I am fortunate to have you, my fiery ardent flame,

my lush flamenco princess

whose smile lights my heart

in thousand different ways

only to blush when i call her

beautiful.

I love the way she blushes.

I compliment her again, on her dancing,

so full of grace and precision and ardor.

she whispers in my ear how much of that ardor

has been left aside,

for another kind of dance.

One with candles,

a cooperative spirit,

two glasses of wine,

and behind closed doors

before the sun rises.

(Thanks for reading. comments encouraged and appreciated)

I've always felt kind of an odd kinship with wolves. Dogs too. Cats are cool, but I'm allergic, so...*shrug

Thanks, 2K!

because i forgot to add it into the end of the poem:

comments encouraged and appreciated.....duh!

Going offline for a few days. Need some "me" time.

Feeling.....off my game. I'll come back when things are a bit more fresh.

I think I've been trying way too hard and when the results dont come in, or they're not as good as I'd hoped....yeah, I have to get away from things.

See ya.

J.

beauty contestant

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Amen to that in retrospect. Stupid idea.

I'm not really using this site for anything other than platonic interactions. Let's just say Im reasonably optimistic that it could be offline that I meet her, or maybe I'll be introduced to someone thru friends or whatever.
Im more into just enjoying life for whatit is right now and whatever comes later.
It's been a while since I've been this content so im just going with that.
think I might take a hiatus as the attention is flattering but is getting to be....a little much. And i never thought I'd say THAT, believe me!

Perhaps you will when inspiration hits, my friend.

her being a single mom I dont think would be a dealbreaker for me.

if she was forsaking her child for me or wasn't a good mother: dealbreaker.

I grew up with plenty of brothers and neices and nephews so kids don't scare me, I just hope to make a good impression.

Also it helps for the guy to know early on that MOST of her attention will be focused on the child, so he should check his selfishness at the door if he's looking to court her. It's a package deal.

He has to be willing to be put second in her life, because reasonably i dont know any mothers that would be so desperate for male attention at the sake of abandoning her offspring.

Anyway, thats my two cents. Good luck with your search.