As her eye's' melt into Mine
A soft sweet shiver
Runs up my spine
While I recall another Time
Together-
The touch of her Tongue
Like Butterflies upon My Breast
Slowly Wanders Softly
Toward Loves sweet Nest
While her gentle Hands
Caress My Hips
I feel the tender Pressure
of her sweet Lips
Kissing me to Ecstacy
JMF 98

Just had my lunch!!!
Sliced turkey breast with roasted vegetables
And a creamy rich smooth gravy
When I was in the Chefy world
The turkey would have been carved
Into the perfectly symmetrical square
The veg identical cubes
The gravy now a single smear of Jue
Yes, art on a plate and an hour to make
Mine took me about twenty minutes
And tasted just great
Oh yes, I can do the ******* stuff
A fresh summer salad
Garnished with nasturtium flowers
Fresh nasturtium leaves for a peppery taste
Then charge you twenty pounds a plate
Not forgetting cogwheeled tomatoes  on the side
A sight to make eyes open wide
But back to my dinner
Turkey slices half inch thick
Roasted veggies rough cut and crisp
All swimming in a rich brown sauce
No Chefy stuff or Chefy thoughts
Now that is food...

Goodbye dear wife, my children
I must leave you now
For the bitter war has reached our homeland
The enemy is now at our door

Yes I call them enemy
But they are Americans just as I
But they are North and I am South
And as Americans we must die

I wear the grey they wear the blue
But both of us bleed red
Our blood will intermingle
As we are joined in death

I did not ask, did not wish
To tear apart this fair land
To become a part of man made hell
To see the homes and fresh green fields
Destroyed by shot and shell

I go reluctant dearest wife
My children who I love
Now I must put my salvation
In god who rules above

Yes, I must fight and I know that I must die
For they are many and we are few
But that's the way the dice did lie
I did not choose, I did not want but I never had a say

Come, come
Into this my last embrace
I must bid this last goodbye
And then my final destiny I must face
This is my last goodbye

Goodbye