We fool ourselves
Holding tight
With anchored
Aspirations
That one can
Walk back,
As one walked out,
With the world
Unchanged
As if time
Were a vagrant
That's been arrested.

Infinity
Is
Exhausting
Because
It's
Infinite.

There is much to be learned
studying a woman savoring a dish,
the speed of consumption,
the line of attack,
the rise of her bosoms,
the flare of her lips,
the degree to which her eyes do squint,
the click of her tongue,
the pouch of her cheeks,
and not the least,
observe the pleasure she takes
licking her finger tips.

We are star dust,
you and I,
from a far off place.
We've traveled the winds
of dark space.
Until you and I
once again unite
there will be no chimera,
no light,
for us there will only be
the promise of the night.

You are my harem's thought Siren.
The eunuchs have cleared all the others from the palace'
I've instructed them to draw you a warm scented bath
and light ninety nine candles to aureate your lovely skin.
Upon the hour I will join you and light the remaining one.

I've never met Andy Rooney.  So I can't truthfully say I know Mr. Rooney.  But you can't help forming an opinion after watching him on 60 Minutes for more years than I care to admit.

First, Andy's opinionated.  Well, who wouldn't be if they were paid, presumably well,  given an entire week to collect and share their thoughts with millions of viewers, and on any matter that rankled you that week!

Second, Andy has Svengali eye brows that you just can't take your eyes off.  I'm sure CBS provides Andy free barbering, as sure as I am that he tells the barber, "Nothing off the brows."

Third, how many times has Andy told his audience not to send him things.  After which he dips into a cardboard box and pulls out a cheese grater, a bible printed on playing cards, or a logo baseball cap?
Andy, don't worry; I got the message.

Is my minute up yet?  

Fourth, Andy's hand shakes.  Not unusual for a man his age.  It's not likely to happen, but I wouldn't mind shaking that hand just once.

It's a tough life for a street girl
when the winter mercury's dips,
and back home it's all shakes 'n sweats
for the old man without his fix.