Gut Rumbles

September 01, 2004

old lovers

Do you ever think about people that you once had relationships with? I've never had an etch-o-sketch mind, so I am unable to erase memories just by turning the box over and shaking it. I remember those wimmen, and it bothers me a lot sometimes.

I can smell the scent of a certain perfume and I remember Holly Beth. That's what SHE wore, and I'll never forget those blue panties she liked to strut under nothing but a T-shirt at night.

I hear certain music and I remember Cheryl, in Jamaica, when we were both young and dumb. We stayed for a week in a place with no electricity and one cold-water shower outside. We had a blast.

Vonnie was a waif in need of rescue, so I helped her out. I have NEVER regretted being her lover. If I saw her tomorrow, I would call her "Yvonne," and never mention the past, but I would still like to give her a big hug.

The most cruel thing I ever did in my life was leaving Dora the way I did. She deserved better, and if anybody wants to call me a sumbitch, just point to that incident. I can't argue.

Then, there's Jennifer. You know a really sad fact I must admit? I still dream about her. I sometimes believe that she's still in my bed. I don't know if I'll ever get over her. That woman was my One True Love and she shafted me. I remain stunned.

I don't know... sometimes I just think too much.


Shut up, you are making my Dick hard.

Posted by: Catfish on September 1, 2004 02:43 PM

You sir, sound like a romantic. Or at least kin to Travis McGee-beachbum and ocassional knight errant. Just keep a weather eye out on your heart while tilting at windmills.

Posted by: Guy S. on September 1, 2004 03:14 PM

Damn it, A-man. I have a golf game this afternoon and now you have done broke my concentration. I'll be smelling Lauren or Chanel or something the whole damn time and the mind will be in another state. Hit a fairway or read a putt? Shit!

Posted by: Deliverance on September 1, 2004 03:51 PM

You know its perfectly normal to feel that way. I still find myself looking back at "what if" whenever a certain date comes to pass or if I hear a song or see a movie that reminds me of lost loves.

Posted by: Anna on September 1, 2004 03:59 PM

The downside of love is it requires that we make ourselves vulnerable......

And the loss of love is not nearly as painful as our resistance to accepting it is...


So basically, when it comes to matters of the heart, we're all screwed. (the odds are not in our favor for coming thru unscathed)

However, a kick in the ass is still a step forward, and as they say "what doesnt kill you, can only make you stronger"...

Posted by: Ruth on September 1, 2004 06:28 PM

I'm damn glad to be shucked of everyone I was able to shuck myself of. But that's just me.

Posted by: Velociman on September 1, 2004 06:55 PM

Me too.
Get rid of them all and be a lonely ol' sumbitch for the rest of your days.

Posted by: Henry Blowfly on September 2, 2004 11:54 AM

Pale faces from the past appear
From memoryís vast unfolding pages
Some long forgotten, once held dear
Now but shadows in lifeís long stages,

So many names, but few remain
From the many that have passed,
Within my weak and ageing brain
And by unspent passions now held fast.

So by these pale faces is life reviewed
And by will are called to evening sight
To relive delights that once ensued
Playing on in dreams to morns first light.

As this lifeís stage I prepare to depart
Such are the joys to warm an old mans heart.

Posted by: lou pini on February 28, 2008 06:27 AM

good thoughts and poem ,

thanks to Diana, Lori, heather, marilyn, and even Sandy

im lucky to have found one that stayed

Posted by: nik on December 8, 2009 02:51 AM
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