For ‘Gez’

I don’t want to bore you with the usual silly words
– lovely, gorgeous, stunning, beautiful, etc. etc. –
but every time I see you I do simply forget again
all serious promises I made myself just yesterday.
And, if you speak so softly and look at me like that,
or if, worse still, stretch out your hand to touch me
(or even only feel the fabric of that shirt you like so),
do you think it possible for me not to dream of you?
Unless I should still manage to keep some self-control,
id est not lose it all, remembering that you – domina es!

PoetaMatusèl reads
SERVUS SUM! (Or: UPSTAIRS, DOWNSTAIRS)

Bob Seger sings ‘If I Were A Carpenter’ (1972)

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