tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10662018.post111219871349404852..comments2023-10-18T02:17:00.526-06:00Comments on Undiscovered Poetry: positionAdrian Neibauerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07141883534073122903noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10662018.post-1112568012779134512005-04-03T16:40:00.000-06:002005-04-03T16:40:00.000-06:00My husband and I used to ask "cuddlee or cuddler?"...My husband and I used to ask "cuddlee or cuddler?" to determine who was in which postion as we slept.<BR/>Sleeping together (the actual sleeping, not the sex) was the most sacred thing to me.<BR/><BR/>How can a man betray the woman he holds onto at night? How can he cower in the face of life and leave her to deal with it alone, unloved, unappreciated?<BR/>I'll never understand.TwistedNogginhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13017351118631099044noreply@blogger.com