Don’t we all have our eye on the
main chance where falling in love is concerned? Gay or straight, we can’t
afford to be caught out wearing blinkers …
At the same time, of course, we need to learn the best steps likely to find ourselves a partner in life if not for life; it's no fun engaging with shadows in a closet.
As classic playwright William Shakespeare frequently comments, one way or another, in many of his his plays: - 'If music be the food of love, play on... 'Twelfth Night (1602)
At the same time, of course, we need to learn the best steps likely to find ourselves a partner in life if not for life; it's no fun engaging with shadows in a closet.
As classic playwright William Shakespeare frequently comments, one way or another, in many of his his plays: - 'If music be the food of love, play on... 'Twelfth Night (1602)
GOING WITH THE MUSIC
Shirt
open,
muscles
rippling,
slim
fit jeans
defying
mutual desires
to
pussyfoot
around
each other
like
politicians
with
an eye on the
main
chance
while
not wanting
to
queer
their
pitch with any
second
(or
third) choices
likely
game
for
second (or third)
chances
Body
going
with
the music,
in
time
with,
oh, so playful toes
winking
back
at mine,
suggesting
we
leave the floor,
head
for
the
bar, see where
it
leads...
(your
place or mine?)
anxious to play
the cool customer
while making the case
for
sex
Mind
getting
lost
in the music,
reaching
out
to
you for a helping hand,
sensing
your
piano fingers
playing
mine
(a
familiar enough tune)
its
subtleties
stirring
memories
of
times
when
spirit and flesh
both
equal
to
the greater task,
making
more
of
one-night stands
than
sex
Shirts
off,
muscles
rippling,
hairy
legs
taking
mutual desires
full
on,
no
pussy footing
around
each
other
like
politicians,
but
an eye on the
main
chance
with
no intention
of
queering
our
pitch with any
second
(or
third) choices,
only
game
(this
time) for staying
the
course
Copyright R. N.
Taber 2016
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