you sauntered
into the house
for dinner
where three
slightly hungover
writers lived
and asked
in that off-handed
manner of yours
who do you
have to fuck
to get a drink
around here
and though I can’t
remember
who cooked dinner
or poured your drink
I do know
how my heart
lights up
remembering
Being Present for the Moment
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In Kate's World
Leonard Durso 
Very nice!
Thank you.
I quite like Maureen ☺️ she’s my kinda girl
Xx Paris
I, of course, agree, but we’ve been close friends for decades.
I´m shure Maureen is thankful for these beautiful words
Yes, and she told me it was my spaghetti with meatballs & sausage.
spaghetti and meatballs…..then what are you waiting for to invite me over, I can do the spaghetti nor sure about the meatballs, but jus give me that food
Nice visit to those “who cares” days among those who cared deeply. Interesting.
Thanks, John.