I have to hand it to her.

Woman to woman

Yes.

I like her a lot

There’s a lot to likeher body.

Tha goes without sayin  But you know me

                                                Beautys only skin deep anif its sheen is thin  a membrane  an there aint no brain beneath

Adios

Why I like her a lot

                       

                        You

No husband.

No partner.

No children.

No stones.

No concessions.

She knows who she is what she wants.

 

The rare beast

Of either sex.

    Jah  Ill agree

Know who she reminds me of?

You

You.

       No concessions.

Youre a tough cookie

Thank you.

               Though I concede.

To your family

                   A whole other can of worms

Yeah.

         You havent a can of worms.

Im remote been remote twothousand miles remote

Years remote.

Jah

A decision made as a kid pulled it off as a teenag . .

. . Which  You were denied

                                 You werent even allowed to be a teenager

To your credit  You realised tha you were the only responsible one

                                                                           Had I bee . .

. . Been me.

                 Youd have jettisoned them.

Tyranny of family.

                       As you say.

Only person I’ve ever heard that from.

Im selfish

Which . . . in light of knowing you . . isn’t a bad thing.

    Thank you

                     No  I never thought it was

Honest

You are grimly honest.

No concessions is also

She is.

            I adore her friendship.

    As I adore ours.

Ya thinkin a ménage à trois

No.

      You two would kill me.

An suck the marrow from your bones

1911,  Thursday,  6  8. 26

1103,  reggaefriday,  7  8. 26

The Troggs  Wild Thing  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gSWInYFVksg