(6-26-1980 / othello)

Nothing Like You

there's nothing like the scent of you,
nothing like the touch of you,
your presence, your embrace
nothing like it and when
I want you, need you, think of you, I get
nothing.

because your not mine, only in a dreamscape
do I know the curves of your nakedness,
and the warmth of your embrace.
if I knew how to hit on girls,
I'd hit on you.

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Something tells me from your writing you have no problem knowing how to hit on girls, maybe this poem is part of that? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Clever! CJ