by Glen Martin Fitch
We're all alone.
Sit down. Relax.
Lay back.
I'm here for you
and, yes, for me as well.
Adventure's what I'm offering.
You lack experience, excitement.
I can tell.
A bully makes one small
to seem more tall.
I don't seek private joy
at your expense.
I won't make you
do anything at all.
If safe, if free, if fun,
it just makes sense.
I think there's part of you
who wants this too.
Let's get past shame,
embarrassment and fear.
At every step
there is a choice for you.
Your every secret wish
I want to hear.
Come feel. Come taste.
You want to.
Don't just guess.
It's ripe. It's sweet.
It's here. It's yours.
Say, “YES!”
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Glen Fitch is a 16th Century poet lost in the 21st Century. Born near Niagara Falls, educated in the Catskills, thirty years on the Monterey Bay he now lives in Palm Springs. Retail not academics has paid the bills. Someday he will finish Spenser's "The Fairie Queene."
Last updated August 23, 2011