Aren’t We a Pair?
You....The Esquire...
Me... The Escape Planner
Imagine....
Laughing In Every Language.....
Like Chameleons...
We Were Custom Built For Changing.....
But....Staying ...The Same...
I wonder If We Can Get Cavities ....
From Too Much Pleasure....
Constant Touch Would Drive Us Mad
So, We’ll space it... Like High Masses
And With Each Consecration....
We Will Become More Devout Hedonists...
From Albany To Sag Harbor....251 Miles from each other
Some People Say It’s A Sin
To Have Too Much And Want More....
But, They Haven’t Been to Shelter Island
With You......Baby
Yours..... JJ