I always thought the young Elizabeth Taylor was pretty. Never my favorite and I never lusted after her but I could see that she had a rare quality. I believed then and now that she was a fine actress. I remember reading an interview with her while I was still a kid. She boasted that she never just slept with men like other starlets did. If she was going to fuck one, she was gonna marry him. Even at that tender age, that seemed naive, to say the least. Now my fourth wife is packing and I see myself as some form of Liz Taylor. Nothing to be proud of. My friend, Harry, says that I fall fast and I fall hard. He's usually right about me. I am officially finished with romance now but I hope to love, and love hard, for the rest of my life.
My ex used to always say that I was incapable of love. Which is the furthest thing from the truth. I love two things with all my heart. Beer and chocolate.ReplyDelete
A moccasin strikes, then there's love.ReplyDelete