波波小说

第5部分（第3页）

nights　ago　was　perched　on　top　of　the　dresser。　With　its　black　cover；　the　book　was　almost

camouflaged　by　the　monochromatic；　gray　space？Vanessa　had　gotten　permission　from　Jenny　to

redecorate；　which　for　Vanessa　meant　making　everything　as　dark　as　possible？but　the　gold　title

twinkled　at　him　from　afar；　taunting　him。

Oh；　e　now；　you　know　you？re　curious。

He　reached　over　and　grabbed　the　large　volume；　plopping　back　down　on　the　bed　with　it。　Maybe

reading　some　gay　love　poems　would　help　inspire　him　to　write　a　straight　one？　He　cracked　open　its

stiff　binding。　The　first　page　was　the　introduction。

Homosexual　love　has　been　a　part　of　every　society　throughout　the　history　of　mankind；　from　the

Ancient　Greeks　to　modern　day。

What　was　this；　a　history　lesson？　Already　bored；　Dan　scanned　down　toward　the　end。

Read　the　poems　aloud　to　your　lover；　as　the　spoken　word　is　even　more　powerful　than　those

printed　on　the　page。You　will　feel　yourself　transported　by　the　undercurrent　of　beautiful；　corporeal；

HomoSensual　love。

Huh。　That　was　interesting。　He？d　always　found　it　helpful　to　read　his　own　poems　aloud　to　get　a

sense　of　the　rhythm；　but　he？d　never　tried　doing　it　with　other　people？s　work。　Maybe　reading　aloud

would　get　the　creative　juices　flowing；　get　him　feeling　the　rhythm？　Besides；　hedid　have　a　great

reading　voice；　as　Greg　had　once　pointed　out。

He　flipped　the　book　open　to　a　random　place　and　chuckled　when　he　realized　he？d　landed　on　page

69。　No　matter。　He　cleared　his　throat　and　began　to　read　Shakespeare？s　Sonnet　18：？Shall　I　pare

thee　to　a　summer？s　day？　Thou　art　more　lovely　and　more　temperate：　Rough　winds　do　shake　the

darling　buds　of　May。　。　。　。　？　Dan　paused　to　read　silently　to　himself　for　a　few　lines；　and　then　again

read　aloud。？So　long　as　men　can　breathe　or　eyes　can　see；　So　long　lives　this　and　this　gives　life　to

thee。？

As　he　uttered　the　last　lines　of　his　poem；　the　door　swung　open　and　Vanessa　burst　into　the　room；

her　camera　bag　slung　over　her　shoulder。

Whoopsie。

Her　eyes　widened　with　surprise。　Clearly　she？d　heard　everything？or　at　least；　enough。　Dan　could

only　imagine　what　it　looked　like。　He　was　in　bed　all　alone；　reciting　one　of　Shakespeare？s　most

romantic？and　unquestionably　gay？sonnets　to　himself。

Hello；　awkward？

？Uh；　sorry。？　Vanessa　quickly　turned　around　and　stared　at　the　floor　as　Dan　frantically　grabbed　for

the　book　and　closed　it　with　a　loud　smack。　He　stood　and　attempted　to　put　it　on　the　cluttered　desk。

？It？s　not　what　it　looks？ow！？　The　book　fell　off　the　side　of　the　desk；　all　ten　pounds　of　it　landing

directly　on　his　little　toe。

？No；　no。　I　should　have　knocked。？　Vanessa？s　head　was　entirely　red　as　she　bent　over　her　bag；　not

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