though he dislikes red, he is wrapped in it.
and it is mine
how appropriate, the color of love is red.
and yes mine is wrapped around honey colored skin.
looking into wise eyes that sparkle blue intensely
I have many years to brag on yet you continue to teach.
Now the unassurredness unfolds and challenges us to disconnect.
this is not a matter for now.
Now
I watch you sleep and put colorful and honest dreams into your head and feel such peace.
Lovely photo
x
Posted by: JB | September 09, 2005 at 01:28 PM
.... and peace is all we need.
beautiful.
Posted by: stevieb | August 28, 2005 at 09:24 AM
LOL! I didn't leave that comment aboutBilly Bean but hey, whoever did thanks for the sentiment! Sorry about that dream about Creepy. I remember when Lady (lab-I named her after someone who had a recurring role on, of all things, General Hospital) died I broke down in bathroom once and just cried and cried... delayed reaction but it helped. Hope you're feeling better.
Posted by: Greg Jordan | August 25, 2005 at 06:24 PM
is this a poem about a condom?
Posted by: your ex husband | August 22, 2005 at 09:16 AM
loves it
Posted by: that matt guy | August 18, 2005 at 06:16 PM
Thank God I still have my Jåger, but I feel for your loss. What have you done today to make me feel proud? That post.
Posted by: Greg Jordan | August 11, 2005 at 09:08 PM
Corey, please do a gay porn film with former baseball player Billy Bean. Thanks much.
Posted by: Topher | August 11, 2005 at 08:52 PM
I love your pictures, and I love your words. Have you thought about a poetry book?
Posted by: Michael | August 10, 2005 at 03:37 PM
I love the picture but I think I should have been a part of it!
Posted by: Ethan | August 10, 2005 at 11:56 AM