You intrigue,
With your unsubtle unsettled intent to decieve,
Breadcrumb clues
Your gender;
(don't care)
Your age
(don't care, but oft
Insightful)
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Only two things do I require;
Any name you wish to provide,
(So intriguing, always a poem in & of itself),
And from where you hale/hail,
So my imaginings can fly to you
With full embrace
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Sunday
July 20th
2025
Still & Quiet
in the sunroom
S.I.

~for Rob Rutledge!~
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too oft we do not invest
Sensation
in the under-appreciated,
in the singular,
oneword
all that is needed,  all that is required to
freely steal the breath away, and
you stand up and shake your
head, nay,
your entirety,
smiling at the fulsome perfection of
simplicity
(The oneword?)
Beautiful

Sunday
July 20th
6:36 am
In the sunroom
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You can tell cause I'm asking.
Do you miss me just a little bit?
--Just a little bit baby.

Do you love me just a little bit?
--yes, I am asking you lady.

There are many things we crave and it's almost every day.
There are things we need and want and that's all I'm going to say.

Except (Except)
Do you miss me just a little bit.
--Just a little bit baby.

Do you love me just a lit bit.
--yes, that's all I'm asking love.

Now, only you have the answer to my question.