Love Dreams of Finding a Home

Broken chairs and
Broken doors and
Booze filled nights

Cards and caresses
Cruises and crap shoots
Kisses on the floor

Swimming and tanning
Swooning and sinning
Somehow remembered

Reds and browns and greens
Rendered quietly
Remove the blues now

Friends offer support
Flirtations spin tales
Firmly there is light

Winners accept hands
While Dealers offer
Wild beautiful Smiles

Dark is the night and
Dangerously love
Dreams of finding home

Champagne

A New Play soon to be the toast of Broadway

ACT I

Ted: What shall we write? How shall we start it?
Phil: That's a good question. Let's start it with a toast. "To the ones that got away!"
Ted: Here, here! To Sam! To John!
Phil: To Sue! To Dianne!
Ted: Dianne? But you swore you would never talk to her again under penalty of death.
Phil: But the sex was great. What she didn't have upstairs she more than made up for downstairs.
Ted: Anywho, we start with a toast. And then we talk some trash and dish some dirt.
Phil: We'll talk about everyone we ever loved before and reminisce in our endeavor to find new love and new meaning to our lives.
Ted: Not everyone.
Phil: Everyone. Why not?
Ted: We have to protect the guilty and the high ranking.
Phil: Do we have to? How about we protect the innocent?
Ted: That's what I meant. You go first.

Phil gets up from table and walks to wet bar.
Phil: There was Barbie. She was a doll.
PHONE RINGS.
Phil: Just kidding. You go first. Hello? Hi, Janine. Yeah, Ted and I are sitting around shooting the shit. Talking about girls-
Ted: And boys-
Phil: Yeah. You want to come over? We can hear your story about relationships. All right. See you soon. You go first.
Ted: Uh huh. (Closes eyes and reflects) Herb. Now there was a man. Tall. Rugged. Hairy chest and scruffy face. He never shaved. I don't know why. He was the living, breathing epitome of the Brawny towel man. And then there was the Irish Spring Guy, he always wore rugby sweaters and said, "And I like it, too." Yeah, every night he would say, "And I like it, too." And we would go to sleep with him on my chest.
Phil: Yeah.
Ted: It was interesting because he had this musk ironically enough. I adjusted to it after a while, but then as our relationship waned the odor came to bother me again.