This is a poem about love…
My eyes are gazing out the window, yet my mind is walking with you.
We stroll on down the Riverwalk and then have a drink or two.
And when the sun is setting, the moon glows bright above,
Then we will return to my place and partake in acts of love.
Alas, this is but a dream and now your lovely image is fading,
But that’s okay, I’ll let you go, because I am finished masterbating. (I love you)
-T. Matthew Vitou 2005