Sitting in your chair by fire's light reading poems you wrote.
Your words sparked memories of unforgettable shared times.
I was taken back to the night you sat near the warm hearth...
in diaphanous gown.....writing on delicate parchment paper.

My mind captured that lovely vision of you lit by fire's light.
I was always envious of that secret journal you were keeping.
I wanted to violate your privacy & read your secret thoughts.
Never did & never would....I have your journal in safe place.

Found humor in your poem.....wasn't intended to be flippant.
I found the sheer genius of your words my gorgeous love.
Your words never fail to weave amazingly crafted.....
heart felt & thought provoking stanza in the key of life.

I love you Pet & I'm deeply flattered you wrote a poem to me Betty Ponder

It's Sunday....sitting in the chair you had to have.
Staring at my favorite portrait of you on the wall.
Never will it be moved until your request love.
This chair will always be a sweet reminder of you.

Betty Ponder, even your pics leave me breathless...
I loved having you on & in my arms.  

Sitting in the same chair where you fell asleep...
me reading my own versions of bedtime stories.
Same chair, me watching through half closed eyes..
you seductively dancing & singing sexily for me.

Feeling a thirst only your presence can quench...
smiling & remembering.
So ****** adorable & completely irresistible...
loved carrying you to bed.

You are sugar, spicy & everything right in life.
You are excitement I never knew I desired.
You brought me happiness beyond expectations.
I love you so much & always will!

My belief in holy matrimony...
depends on you my gorgeous Pet.
Waking to find you gone brought
tears to eyes that rarely cry.
I'm sitting here...looking at your portrait.
Staring at a ring...nestled in an antique box.
Inherited courtesy of Gram's will.
Same ring I placed on your finger....
after kissing you...under moonlit sky.
I never married...never seriously dated.
Why? Never found anyone like you.
You are the one I can never forget.
You are the one that stole my heart
without trying.
You are the love of my life
and always will be.
Would I ask you Ms. Betty Ponder
to marry me again?
Without a doubt I would.
My dreams are always of you.







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Not the *** Rated vers. I wanted to post Pet!* [smiles & winks]

You love are my reason I desire to see mornings....
your gorgeous face haunts & enchants my mind.  
I can sense your heart beating in amplified fashion.
Awakening from dreams.....your pillow is still vacant.
That Valentine's day & night we spent together...Incredible!
Loved the way you served up my breakfast in bed.
Love how you saved all my gifts....I saved the pics I took.
You posing bare on that bear skin rug by the fireplace?
******!....Seductive!....Delicious image!.......Unforgettable!!
Had to stop typing remembering your lust filled voice....
still love our way of enjoying strawberries and cream.
If we were a couple again.....how would we top that love?
We'd find a way Betty Ponder....you are the reason I breath.

The images I captured will forever be for my eyes only.

Happy Valentine's Day Pet,
My heart is yours forever love!


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Yin(you) & Yang(me).
Considered writing long verses of love, hope this will suffice.

We are are moon and sun, moth to flame....
you are indeed my weakness.
You're the one, the only yin for my yang....
in no way are you negative.
We super charged connected, became one in all things.
All energies included, you're my everything.
You left, my heart sank then broke.
You called, I begged you to return to me.
Clothes with your body's **** scent, left behind,
feigning sleep, I used as my nightly pillow.
Ironic you writing poem saying you're a cat,
I'm highly amused, so cliche, gmta!
You Betty Ponder, are one free spirited cat....
you managed the impossible.
Years ago, you made my nose wide open,
with no possibility of that changing, in this life time.

How do I love thee?........first four words of one of your favorite sonnets.
I could never stop counting the ways or comparing thee to a summer's day.
Te amo bebe....Je t'aime nebe.....Ich liebe dich, baby.....all languages = same.
No duress here.....I choose to live life on a maybe you will or wont love again.
No duress.......I choose to love you and that would be nobody's business.
Goto Nordies, Sharper Images, etc.......any of your favorites to shop.....my treat.  
Time for annual meeting Mr. Frustration......Pls accept what I'm happy to buy.
Any other lady would be chomping at the bit, thrilled, I'm using no limits cards.

Big surprise for you my Pet.........hope you like and there's no need to ship it.
It's a little something I bought just for me and you with thoughts of our future.
Bought matching wheel chairs so we can ride off into the sunset to Gray land.  
Ms. Betty Ponder, I adore and give you my heart.....I love you and always will.

If you choose to cast me aside.....history will most definitely repeat.......I go   
alone to same place I went the last time you walked out of my life.....
  
I'll take our happy memories......scent of your body and your perfume.....
sound of your laughter and **** voice forever recorded....visions of eyes...  
gazing up at me in deep passion.......and abundant qualities that make
you my only unforgettable shorty and gorgeous Ms. Betty Ponder.

Up there as top of two best memories of my life.......Great day you fell into my arms.  
[Smiles]....You know without my posting what line one eludes to....[Winks & Smiles]  
Loved holding you close and hearing that soft unforgettable infectious laugh.
No shocker here......I loved my arms about you far longer than necessary.
You Pet......never kept me guessing about the s'happening in that beautiful mind.
Always was nice and refreshing never having to ask how you felt.....you told me.
Well......minus when you stole away in the middle of the night while I was sleeping.
Understood after reading that note and your tearful call.....know you still loved me.
The most unforgettable day of my life was me putting calls on hold, us talking for hours
and you standing at your full lack of height looking up at me with those gorgeous eyes.
Forgot my own name when smiling you asked me to picnic in a park.....Could not refuse!!!
There's nothing sexier than getting an invite anywhere from confident lady you Betty.
I remember the place, the time, what you wearing and every detail of that day we met.
It's impossible for any man to forget anything about the lady he once and still loves.

Canvases.......layered on floor and ready to go.
Brushes.........no need we used your body parts.
Lighting........soft and turned dim then very low.
Ready willing and able to create works of art.
Waited with shallow breaths in deep anticipation.
Drew back curtain to expose my Nubian queen.
I was breathless as you stood before me naked.
Art creating will never be the same after that.  

Still thinking of all the memories we created Betty
and your smile and **** voice saying you loved me. : )

Note added January 2014 - (This poem was posted as joke for my gorgeous friend Betty Ponder who needed a good laugh)

young lady, older woman - finally old hag
young lad, older gentlemen - old and sags
five kids holy crap what was I thinkin'
forgot to put on a ****** was drinkin'

firm *******, great too see,  sagging - cover em
my thoughts, typical male, free to speak
kids crying for no reason, mom spoils em
give em all time outs -  spoiled little brats