Second Home

For three weeks I searched for a man only by face. What web site I found him I had no trace. The only thing I did seem to remember, is that he was a premium member. O' yes there was amongst the search tools. A poem by him called " Outhouse Blues". How could I forget he talked of such things, like not to bring him his girly magazines. Well three weeks later I was ready to give up hope. But I keep on going telling myself nope. I am so glad I did continue the search. In and out of web sites I did lurch. Now that I have found it and so glad I did. Never again will I get rid. This place here is like a second home. Only filled with words from beautiful poems. Not a bad word is written. Only good things you say. Especially those that come from a man named Jay. And as for you Mr. Toran I want you to know I am your # 2 fan. ( your wife is #1)