September 04, 1999
5:00 P.M. pdt 
poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
"anticipation"
I
am waiting for the moment to commence
I had my five years silence, now I jump down from the fence
And I want the time for romance to be mine.
Many many years ago, I cried a salty tune
And many many tears ago I died inside a little.
Then I met a sprite frail gal who needed me like a hole in the head
I prayed it would end and it ended
The relationship was buried and dead.
A few years, I told her, she ruined me for love.
I am sure she did not know my meaning.
So I took some time off, but the memories remained
But as always, it was romance I was dreaming.
Now is the time for the romance to start.
The blast of soul service in heaven.
I yearn for you, darling, and I know you're real close.
I can touch you now, two into one.
I know you are close to me.
I feel your hot breath.
I need the passion, and the feelings you convey.
I have needed you forever, but now I feel as if it's good you appear now.
For there are no memories in feeling yesterday.
This poem may not rhyme right,
And the rhythms might be wrong
But I hear in you melodious music,
And a fruitful, lusty song.
Come sing for me, my darling.
I will listen, and join in.
Two as one, thy will be done, and the passion flowers grin.
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