Yes we were uncivilized, but at the least we truly exist

The more I learn, the more I out grew this civilized manor

The more understanding gained, The more I became a barbarian.

Your way of being civilized meant that everything had to proceed in certain order

The lights dimmed that night I walked about the gentleman club

I enjoyed watching women standing in door ways, opening their robes and flashing at me.

They would invite me.

I admired how direct they were.

Their directness made me realize how different you were.

You were saying essentially the same thing, but while they said it in a few words

You had to drag in points of conception.

When I lay, I realize that I actually preferred their approach.

It saved time..... It saved thinking...

Talking love with you always made me tired.

I think you probably don't love me...But you feel at least a kind of sexual love for me.....

Then it must have started that night...

You were sprawled out under me, your thick hair covered your sweaty face, your lips were slightly open

your elegance, and education had been swept away

With my help you had reached your goal

I found I loved you for returning to that original state.

When you did, you became completely honest

the distance between us grew when you again cloaked yourself in
Submission Date January 25, 2011