I met Steven David Parrish at the Necto, in Ann Arbor Michigan...early Saturday morning, September 9, 2006. The moment I saw him I thought he was hot, but I didn't have time to talk to him so I just told him he was adorable, and went on my way. Later, when we crossed paths again, he made a point to stop me and introduce me to some of his friends. We had some nice chemistry, with some cute give & take that was really amusing. I danced with him later, and after the bar closed I went to a pizza place nearby with him and his friends. It was odd, as I'd met another boy that night in a completely different kind of way, named Douglas, and it turned out they'd come to the bar together. I was attracted to both of them (not just physically), & it was fun hanging out with them (if a bit confusing), but later I wished that I had a chance to talk to them both more.
I wrote about Douglas a few days later, as I'd felt I'd connected with him more than with Steve; probably because Steve was busy with some drunk guy at the pizza place, so I was left talking with his friends for much of the time. But I still wanted to know Steve better, and I knew I wanted to write about him as well. I tracked them down on myspace, and gave Douglas a link to his poem, and told Steve of my intent to write about him as well. But I needed to sleep before I did anything else.
When I finally got to sleep I had a dream about Steven. He was on Liberty Street in Ann Arbor, which was mostly deserted. There was a thunderstorm (I've been having a lot of dreams about thunderstorms the last few months) and Steve looked different in the rain. He wasn't smiling the way he did the night I met him, and he was...serious. I don't know if I'm describing it well, but it was kind of hot. I held him close to me and I kissed him (among other things), before I woke up. I wrote about that later, and posted it here.
I don't know that I'll ever see Steve or his friends again, but I'd like to. I'd like to talk to Steven about his life, and get to know him better. I'd like to do a lot of things, I guess. I just don't know that I'll have the chance.
POETRY INSPIRED BY STEVE:
09/14/06 RAINING EXPERIENCE
10/01/06 STEVEN DREAMS STILL