“I would die without your love.” “You’re nobody until somebody loves you.” “I want to know what love is.” You getting the picture? These are old love songs – the newer versions aren’t much different, perhaps a bit more cynical but the subtext remains the same – only romantic love is genuine & worth striving for. To knock that fantasy is to be jaded, hard, compassionless & designed for a life of futility and emptiness.
refection of love
I can’t count the number of men & women I’ve known who have drowned in the despair of love disappointment, who as a result of their investment in that fantasy have ended up in a morass of futility, the same morass they are ready to cast those who don’t buy into the fantasy. So drowned, they attempted suicide, prefer death to disappointment, death to the feeling of betrayed.
love shaft of light
You know something, I can live without your love, in fact I can be quite happy without it, but that doesn’t mean I won’t, don’t enjoy it when it happens. I’ve accepted, happily, the fact that romantic love is a product of fiction, Hollywood. That sunset moment in the movie that broke your heart as the right song came up and the two of them look at each other – it’s not real – it’s lighting – those actors don’t even hear that song – get over trying to make real life mirror that moment & then be disappointed when it doesn’t.
Is it infatuation, fetish, stalking or a momentary lapse of reason? There’s a moment in ‘God Created Woman’ in which Bardot get slapped by the man she’s not sure of & she says, “He loves me.” Not that I need to be slapped by love. I can live without it but that doesn’t mean I don’t like it – ditto for chocolate.
I’ve been head-over-heels in love, more than once, & have felt some disappointment when things ended, but such is life. Things last as long as they do & because they aren’t everlasting, as love often is in the movies, is no reason to deny myself the pleasure of enjoying them when the opportunity presents itself.
Portrait of the Classic Heterosexual Male
you know you’re straight
when you look on line
for other straight guys only
to be curious with
as long as they say they are straight
and you know you are straight
then both of you are straight
you are normal heterosexual
heavy balled men
who can get off on two women experimenting
guys who are really straight
you know you’re really straight
when you only have sex
with another straight man
once or or maybe twice a year
or every other year
when the memory of the last time
has been erased by that special lady
or by a series of women
who have been more than satisfied
by your hard throbbing dick
a cock that is all man
meant to bring women pleasure
and the infrequent straight man as well
preferably a stranger as straight as you
who has never done
anything like this before
and now that you each got it out of your system
will never have to scratch that itch again
except with another straight man only
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