Friends, Better Lovers *1*

Remember that night in two thousand two, 
it was me and you,
on the prowl, 
in downtown
Salt Lake City.
The Olympics,
it was me and you..
That was the crew, best friends almost family.
We have been through so much,
It sucks, 
that we've lost touch,
it is rough without you but I manage..
I think about you often,
In my dreams I see you,
wishing I was the one with you.

2002 was a year to remember in the cold winter months of downtown Salt Lake City... The
Olympics were in town and boy did Consuelo and I make the most of our experience.. To
start my night of right I mixed my Cognac with my ice tea, and put something in the air.
Life was great...
Downtown was incredible, everything was brighter and there were so many tourists.. 
It was awesome...

To be continued......

Jared Pickett
12/8/09
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Owens Avatar
December 9, 2009 at 7:49 PM
Very nice Jared..enjoyed...Marty
Fraser Avatar
December 9, 2009 at 2:19 PM
Lovely start to this three parter, of i go to the next part of the trilogy >> James
Townsend Avatar
December 9, 2009 at 9:08 AM
Excellent thus far, must read on... Smiles from Lolita
La France Avatar
December 9, 2009 at 8:59 AM
Please do continue... sounds like an incredible journey... and thanks for your comment on my poem, the vintage jacket
Pickett Avatar
December 9, 2009 at 7:06 AM
Miss Salt Lake do you?.....I'll bet it wasn't as cold as here today....Dad
Hill Avatar
December 9, 2009 at 6:40 AM
You stated the night off right..Something in the air, hmmm......Thanks for letting us in Jared...TAH
Sweetheart Avatar
December 9, 2009 at 5:16 AM
Thankxxx .. u are too kind... u enchance my poetic gift and your compliments are deeply touching that u were happy with the co-write... on to bigger and better writes... luv.. Linda-Marie "Sweetheart of Poetry Soup
Sweetheart Avatar
December 9, 2009 at 5:13 AM
Soup Mail to my better half ... in writing poetry, that is..... luv...
Sweetheart Avatar
December 8, 2009 at 8:24 PM
Absolutely enthralling tale of sex and luv.. my mind is waiting with baited breath to read Part 2 ... luv.. "Sweetheart"
Meade Stephenson Avatar
December 8, 2009 at 7:11 PM
Sounds like it was an awesome time for you. Great imagery..thanks so much for sharing and for your kind comments~Mary
Chircop Avatar
December 8, 2009 at 2:36 PM
When we love somebody and lose touch it hurts..and it cuts deep..it takes time for wounds to be healed,I can understand you indeed i can,,heartfelt..Im sure ,, one day you ll find someone who loves you truely,indeed this i believe--your friend Charma
Culverhouse Avatar
December 8, 2009 at 2:02 PM
enjoyed reading, today
Kendrick Avatar
December 8, 2009 at 1:24 PM
Interesting story to tell. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara
Devonshire Avatar
December 8, 2009 at 1:05 PM
Sounds like a most memorable time in your life, Jared. It's a shame you and Consuelo lost touch. Perhaps you can find her using the internet. She may be delighted to hear from you again! Love, Carolyn
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