Playing by the Sea Three Billion Women before tonight Your Breathing racehorse When We Sleep Trucks on your body kisses as guide Snowmen dance exotic places on your body Man at the station moist feathered caress Your socks Your love Your kisses last note - children's story Baby Art - children's story Our New house - children's story Dino children's story Try This deconstructed view points movement of her skirt zebra cling on to me collection One of poems collection Two of poems collection three of poems Tunnels holding hands waking with you boots my skin holes in time Guestbook diabolical bong socks strangers Better held on to me Danced Your Music Halfway In the lobby Secrets Rooftops Umbrella I am you Once upon a time We are the same Beneath the seas My Wedding Dress I promised you the world When your breathing Ships at sea fell in love with a caterpillar Bus stop RUSH STOP WOW stop looking so pathetic ANY HACK CAN DO THAT gypsy sitting naked I crossed the border

WEEKLY ROMANTIC POEM ~SuNDAY 19 APRIL 1998

Beneath the seas No loneliness is known
Rain never falls Seldom a cloudy day.
I was diving for perils far off the coast
trying to stay clear of the nuclear submarines
and tourists looking for love and treasures.

In the distance I saw the Titanic
sleeping on the ocean floor.

I saw her swimming across the upper deck
she was on that maiden voyage too long ago
She took me to her cabin - An oasis in the sea
We danced a decade away
as the fish and memories swam by
She told me how she had waited
for so long to be discovered

I said, "me too" as I swam out the door
and returned to the land I never once believed

Some day I will return to the Titanic and her
But until then I can only stare at her smile
that constantly beckons me to return
and keeps me from having the women I meet
at single bars and barmitzvah parties
knowing beneath the sea she waits for me

with Bacchanalian pleasure for evermore.