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Alan W Jankowski Nov 2011
Looking back on the time we shared,
Nothing else in my life has compared,
Ever since that day we walked down the aisle,
We have walked together for many a mile,
Joined together hand in hand,
Part of some much larger plan,
You have brought to my world such sheer delight,
Making my time on earth so sunny and bright,
I am so thankful for the time we spend,
Time together I hope will never end,
From the first time I saw your face,
I knew you were my saving grace,
Like a drowning man who’s been thrown a rope,
You’ve provided me such unending hope,
Casting my loneliness to the side,
Never once breaking your stride,
Like a gift from Heaven above,
I’m so thankful for your love,
A true love that will never fade,
I’m thankful for the love we made,
All the times we held each other tight,
Making love with all our might,
A special dance between the covers,
That could only be done by true lovers,
Thankful I have you to hug and hold,
Thankful for the passion you let unfold,
I pray this time with you will never end,
For it is time spent with my best friend,
So thankful for the joy you bring,
Symbolized by a wedding ring,
I know the best is yet to come,
Though we are two, we think as one,
For no matter what the future may bring,
I am proud it is you who wears my ring.

01-19-10.
The second poem originally posted under 67Goat...
Alan W Jankowski Nov 2011
Size Does Matter**

Size does matter, if you’re a car,
A bigger engine will take you real far,
Size does matter that’s understood,
When we’re talking about what’s under the hood,
You need lots of power to make those tires squeal,
But when we’re talking about women it’s a whole other deal,
Because size matters when racing on a track,
But in the bedroom it’s the motion in your back,
Because in a hotrod, you better have a big block,
But to a woman, it’s how you use your ****,
Because in the bedroom it isn’t a race,
To put that look of delight on her face,
Because in a car you need a big engine for motion,
But in romance, it’s love and devotion,
So where size matters on a drag strip,
In love it’s a whole other trip,
In a car you want it to go,
But in the bedroom, you best take it slow,
It’s no race to cross the finish line,
Take it slow and you’ll do just fine,
So remember you’re a man not a car,
Do things right and you will be her star,
Because it doesn’t take power and speed,
To satisfy a woman’s every need,
Be honest and kind and tell her no lies,
And you’ll be the man to win first prize,
Too much worry about the size of your tool,
Only makes you look like a fool,
So if you don’t learn to do what you can,
She might go out and find another man,
Because size may matter for spinning your tires,
But it takes a real man to satisfy a woman’s desires,
And if you can’t do it she’ll go out and find,
Another man who’s loving and kind,
While you're all alone worrying about size,
She’ll be out with some other guys,
Who may not do as well on the drag strip,
But got your woman doing a flip,
So size may help you racing on the streets,
But it ain’t gonna help you between the sheets.

01-13-10.
I had started writing a series of stories and poems told from the perspective of my older friend Gary, and all originally posted under 67Goat...this was the first of the poems, and I have to say, the 67Goat stuff would prove to be my most popular...this is just a start...
Alan W Jankowski Nov 2011
I thank you for letting me love you,

I thank you for letting me know your arms,
Your gentle touch, your delicate charms,

Your special smile you give to me,
For all the love you give for free,

For being there to understand,
For letting me hold your hand,

For making me feel I’m the one,
You want to be with when the day is done,

For showing me how much you care,
For when I need you, just being there,

I thank you for letting me love you.
I thank you.

01-03-10.
Another love poem which probably should serve as a reminder why I shouldn't write any more rhyming love poems...
Alan W Jankowski Nov 2011
I spotted you as you entered the room,
Found your friends and took your seat,
My mind captivated by your charms,
You were someone I just had to meet.

I mentally rehearsed my lines,
As I wandered over to say hello,
I just had to give it a shot,
For you I surely needed to know.

You smiled at me as I approached,
Your eyes sparkled in the light,
Looking even better as I got close,
Everything just felt so right.

We talked as if we had met before,
We both felt at ease from the start,
Your beauty and charm held my gaze,
As you worked your way into my heart.

Time passed quickly as we continued to talk,
We were both having such a ball,
It was little surprise when I suggested a date,
You gave me your number and told me to call.

Quite elated when I went home that night,
As I lie awake in bed,
I could not help but think of you,
Or get you out of my head.

Knowing soon we’d meet again,
Just the two of us, you and me,
Just pass the time over a bottle of wine,
And discuss what we could be.

I call you up and arrange a date,
Dinner at a local romantic place,
As I drive on over to pick you up,
I’m imagining your lovely face.

When I get to your house and ring your bell,
You greet me at the door,
I can’t help but think of how good you look,
Or of what may lie in store.

I open the door as you get in the car,
We drive to the eating spot,
I can’t help but glance over at you,
Thinking how you look so hot.

We park the car and I walk you on in,
Taking your soft hand in mine,
I can’t help but feel so very proud,
To be with a girl so fine.

The hostess shows us to our seats,
A quiet table just for two,
I can’t help but think how good it feels,
To be with a pretty girl just like you.

The conversation begins to flow,
Just like it had before,
Soon the jokes and laughs begin,
Of you I never bore.

The waitress comes to take our order,
For our drinks and our food,
Your eyes reflect the candlelight,
Which sets a romantic mood.

In a little while our dinner is served,
Everything is just right,
Again I notice how lovely you look,
In the soft candlelight.

When we finish and the table cleared,
We talk as I stare at your pretty face,
I want my time with you to continue,
So I suggest we go to another place.

We agree to go to a local nightclub,
To enjoy dancing and a band,
We make our way from the table,
As I offer you my hand.

When we get outside, under the moon,
It’s hard for me to not stare,
As you look so lovely in the moonlight,
Reflected in your hair.

We get to the club just across town,
We walk hand in hand to the door,
Again my mind is starting to race,
With thoughts of what’s in store.

As we enter into the crowded room,
Once again I feel so proud,
To be with the prettiest girl of all,
The finest in the crowd.

We wander over to the bar,
And find ourselves a seat,
But pretty soon we’re on the floor,
Both moving to the beat.

Your arms around me as we move,
Holding me so tight,
I can’t recall a single thing,
That ever felt so right.

Our movements locked together,
As if they seemed to rhyme,
Our bodies dancing cheek to cheek,
Just two partners in crime.

While moving to the music,
Bodies in a gentle sway,
No words needed to be spoken,
Nothing we needed to say.

Our undulating motions,
Hip to hip we were wed,
Had more to say than any tale,
Or mere words ever said.

Our continued rhyming movements,
Thinly disguised as dance,
Told of a story yet to be told,
Hinted at future romance.

As we danced away the evening,
Generating a lover’s heat,
Once again our gazes locked,
And our eyes again did meet.

We both knew we had to move along,
As we gazed in each other’s face,
After a few loving words exchanged,
You suggested we go to your place.

Hand in hand we ran back outside,
Like teenagers on a date,
Both knowing there was more to come,
An inescapable fate.

Once again we went to the car,
And made that fateful drive,
Both of us thinking the same thing,
Both anxious to arrive.

We parked the car in your driveway,
After what seemed such a long ride,
We got to the door as you got your key,
We both ran to get inside.

Once inside our passions soared,
As our eyes again did meet,
What mutual attraction had started,
Ended in kisses so sweet.

We kissed and touched that lovely night,
As fires began to burn,
Both wanting to find the things,
For which we both did yearn.

Fondling like kids on a date,
With more touching and soft caress,
We lead each other up the stairs,
Both starting to undress.

We stand before each other face-to-face,
And pull each other tight,
I hold you close as we lock lips,
With a teasing little bite.

Finally away from the maddening crowd,
So glad we are alone,
I continue kissing down your neck,
As you softly emit a moan.

I continue with my soft kisses,
Going down your chest,
Taking my sweet time as I stop,
To ****** your breast.

I give attention to each ******,
A soft delicate bite,
Again you emit a soft moan,
As you savor your delight.

I continue with my advances,
Working carefully with my lips,
What I don’t get with my mouth,
I touch with my fingertips.

I slowly move my hand downward,
Towards the waiting prize,
As I slowly move my fingers,
Between your creamy thighs.

My head moves slowly lower,
Slowly heading south,
What I miss with my fingertips,
I handle with my mouth.

My fingers enter your waiting canal,
I gently start to pet,
My attention seems to be working,
You seem to be quite wet.

I see where more attention is needed,
As I hold you by the hips,
I bring my head closer to better serve,
As I start to lick your lips.

As I continue my *******,
You are starting to squirm,
Still holding you tight,
My tool is getting firm.

Your arousal undeniable,
Your moans soft and low,
You respond to my every touch,
As your juices start to flow.

I position myself between your legs,
As I spread them nice and wide,
I gently position my engorged tip,
As I prepare to go inside.

I slowly enter your waiting canal,
It feels so soft and tight,
I start to push my way on in,
Soon with all my might.

My motions start to escalate,
Soon I‘m on a roll,
My pumping takes on a new zest,
As I start to lose control.

I start to pump, I start to ****,
Soon I start to pound,
I’m getting my daily exercise,
Entering your mound.

I’m a man on fire, I’ll never tire,
Doing everything I can,
I want to be your lover,
I want to be your man.

Soon I explode as I shoot my load,
I fill you with my cream,
You call my name, as you came,
Like a perfect dream.

We take it in stride, this perfect ride,
We were privileged to share tonight,
Soon we are lying side by side,
Under the soft candlelight.

Again we talk of the moment we shared,
What brought us together in this special time,
And how we became the perfect pair,
Like partners in the perfect crime.

We lie side by side talking for hours,
And agree that we should do this again,
Making plans for our near future,
Talking about our where and when.

Talking about how fate brought us together,
Like two passing ships in the night,
How just a casual glance could bring,
On something that just felt so right.

How two people once so apart,
Could somehow meet as we have done,
Could spend a simple evening together,
And somehow join together as one.

We discuss our special circumstance,
Was it luck, or just some chance?
That two people should happen to meet,
And make each other so complete.

Like two ships that pass in the night,
We loved as one with all our might,
Because one of us took a chance,
We shared this special lover’s dance.

And knowing that we’ll do it again,
Just two creatures who became friends,
Who somehow shared a secret desire,
To dance amidst the raging fire.

And before their special evening was done,
Would dance together and become one,
And our dance amongst the raging light,
Would somehow become our special night.

A privileged dance few people share,
There’s nothing else that can compare,
And of all the gifts from up above,
There is nothing greater than the gift of love.

Of two people who laughed and dined,
Whose lives somehow intertwined,
And how perchance two lives could mesh,
And start off something so new and fresh.

And wipe away all the tears,
And wash away all the fears,
And wash away all the dirt,
And wipe away all the hurt.

Two ships just pass in the night,
Experiencing something that feels so right,
If there was only one thing I could do,
I would do this, I'd do it for you.

12-20-09.
A poem of hope...admittedly, a bit long and repetitive in spots...it was an attempt to tell a story in poem form, a ballad if you will...all 1600+ words...I did write a story based on this btw..."The New Year's Eve Dance" came out of this, so some good did come from it all...
Alan W Jankowski Nov 2011
I often wonder if what I feel,
Is just an illusion or something real,
For when these feelings begin to start,
I wonder if they’ll break my heart,
Or will they stoke the burning fires,
That masquerade as my desires,
And turn my inner burning lust,
Into something built on trust,
Because these fires always burn,
And so it seems I’ll never learn,
For when these feelings do begin,
I always seem to dive right in,
Again I’ll get my just desserts,
All the heartbreaks and the hurts,
Again I’ll heed this passion call,
And again in love I will fall,
And should this love come to an end,
I hope my heart will somehow mend,
So I can pick myself up off the floor,
And fall in love, again once more.

12-21-09.
I'd have to say this is a fairly well liked poem...heck, I even like this one myself...
Alan W Jankowski Nov 2011
The summer sun rises over the hills,
With a beauty and certain grace,
But it cannot compete with the beauty of you,
Or the beauty of your face.

The falling snow in wintertime,
Makes everything look so new,
But it cannot compare with the beauty,
The beauty that is you.

The birds in springtime sing their song,
So sweetly and so pure,
But they cannot compare with your sweet words,
Of this you can be sure.

The colorful leaves on autumn trees,
All covered with morning dew,
May be glorious in their beauty,
But are nothing compared to you.

All the wonders on this fine earth,
And the glory of up above,
Are nothing compared to your sweet charms,
Or the beauty of your love.

12-18-09.
Alan W Jankowski Nov 2011
When something deep inside you dies,
When people around don’t hear your cries,
When sadness starts to fill your dreams,
When something deep inside you screams,
When loneliness overtakes your heart,
And anger starts to tear you apart,
That’s when I’ll be by your side,
To make your fears run and hide,
To help you make it through the night,
To tell you everything will be alright,
To be there for you night and day,
Driving all your worries away,
To hold you tight and keep you warm,
To guide you through that raging storm,
I’ll be there always and never leave,
For in my love you can believe.

11-10-09.
Yeah, the third poem from my story "Merry Christmas, Baby" along with "Love Can" and "Precious"...
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