AmeriCAN-DO Attitude

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Here is a sampling of my favorites:


Today I needed
Today I longed for
Today I wanted
Today I craved
Today I desired
Today I yearned for
Today I just wanted to be near


The emotions of the day
The stresses of the day
The expectations of the day

All served to drain me
All served to weaken me
All served to make me think of


The thought of

Your arms around me
Your hands relieving the tension
Up and down my back

My arms around you
Pulling you to me
To feel
Your Love
Your Heartbeat
Your Tenderness

I feel

Your arms console me
Your hands tenderly calm me
Your hair along your back
Between my fingers
Your shoulder underneath my chin
Your cheek next to mine

Your embrace

It is just a moment
A small moment
After a long day

But during this moment
I get lost
In you

Your Embrace
Your Hair
Your Heartbeat
For me

And everything else goes away

This moment was meant for


~~~By Michael J. Yore – August 23, 2006~~~


~~~~~”I REMEMBER…”~~~~~
I remember that night laying in the field
Under the stars just the two of us together
So relaxing and peaceful
Seemed like it was just us and the universe above

I remember that evening we spent together
We just walked and talked as she showed me a world I never knew
She showed me her world, her campus and life
And we enjoyed each other’s company

I remember us both smiling and laughing
Nothin mattered this night as we were both so comfortable
There were no parents, no bills, no homework, no worries
It was just the two of us

I remember when she first put her arm in mine
She made fun of my ’small elbows’ and smiled
My heart and body tingled and brought a smile to my face
She was totally comfortable with me and for the first time, I was as well

I remember then laying in the grassy field
The blades feeling more like soft feathers
The sky so clear and bright
And her laying just a few inches away

I remember feeling so relaxed, calm, and peaceful
Nothin mattered this night
It didn’t matter that I could not dance or that my hair was not perfect
Only thing that mattered was I was here with her, and she with me

I remember seeing her out of the corner of my eye
She was looking at me with a smile as I looked at the sky
I felt so amazing as she chose to gaze at my face and my eyes
As they were so comfortable gazing off into the night sky

I remember not needing any words
The light that shown in her eyes and the warm smile on her face
Nothing could or needed to be said to make the night any more beautiful
Just the two of us sharing nature

I remember the laughter and the happiness
Her keychain alarm going off as she moved in the grass
I kidded her that she was trying to get the Purdue man jumped on Hoosier campus
She laughed, turned it off, set it aside, and assured me I was safe with her.

I remember the look in her eyes, of happiness and comfort
Never had I been able to put that look in a girl’s eyes
She was so happy to be with me
And I was so happy to be able to make her feel that way

I remember my happiness, peacefulness, and comfort
For the first time I didn’t feel I needed to impress the girl
She was happy with me, the real me
For one night I felt as bright and beautiful and important as the stars above

I remember her eyes, that sparkled just like the stars
I remember her smile, that was as bright as the moon
I remember a night without worry and full of magic
I remember a sight so amazing to see and one equally as beautiful laying next to me

I remember this night as the night I first fell in love
I remember it as the night when the angels first smiled on me from above
I remember the months to follow, the great happiness but leading to enduring pain
But I will remember this night always, and long for it once again.

~~~by Michael J. Yore — June 28th, 1998~~~



[Published in the Purdue University Exponent (school paper) Spring 1999 Literary Edition]

Cherish their first glance, first smile, first warm hug, first innocent kiss.
Cherish being apart for the first time, when it’s just seeing and being with them that you miss.

Cherish that feeling you get inside every time you see their smiling face.
Cherish every touch, every kiss and every caring embrace.

Cherish the touch and comfort of your hand in theirs.
Cherish the glances, the ‘looks’ and the long, loving stares.

Cherish the cuddling, the hugs and the tender kisses goodnight.
Cherish missing them already as you watch them until they are out of sight.

Cherish that smile you see when you first meet again.
Cherish that feeling in your heart, the one that never seems to end.

Cherish the laughter, the tears, the joy and even the pain.
Cherish the excited anticipation of knowing you will see them soon again.

Cherish that look in their eyes, that look only meant for you.
Cherish being nervous around them, never knowing what to say or do.

Cherish being there when they’re in pain, being the one they come to when they need someone most.
Cherish being their shoulder to cry on, being able to hold them close.

Cherish opening your eyes to the morning and they’re the first thing you see, sleeping so soundly.
Cherish the moment they finally awaken and open their eyes and look back at you fondly.

Cherish falling asleep holding them with the feelings of warmth, safety and contentness.
Cherish their early morning ‘grogginess,’ their first stretch, and their ‘morning breath’ from the day’s good morning kiss.

Cherish every opportunity to kiss them, any place or time of the day.
Cherish the cuddling, the making out, the sweet little surprises, and the ‘foreplay.’

Cherish the nights alone cuddling, watching movies, just the two of you.
Cherish slow dancing in candlelight, making love to sweet music, a passionate midnight rendezvous.

Cherish long passionate kisses, nibbles on the ear and neck.
Cherish touching, rubbing, massaging and even kissing every inch of their back.

Cherish long walks, holding hands, through the park or long peaceful drives together in the country.
Cherish just staring deeply into their eyes, all the while ‘loving you loving me.’

Cherish all the good times when you both act so silly.
When you laughed, played, tickled and gave playfull kisses on their belly.

Cherish telling them you love them and knowing it has so much more meaning than that.
Cherish the feeling you get knowing they truly, deeply mean it when they say it back.

Cherish playing in the leaves, making angels in the snow and acting like kids again in the playground.
All the things that make you appreciate the loving friend you have found.

Cherish this now as these times and emotions are so very true and real.
Cherish them deeply or they will soon turn to just distant memories that you feel.

~~~by Michael J. Yore — February 26th, 1998~~~

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