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Rogueseye sends Happy Mother’s Day greetings to Susan Downey. Second year on the job.

Rogueseye sends Happy Mother’s Day greetings to Susan Downey. Second year on the job.

I give her all my loveThat’s all I doAnd if you saw my loveYou’d love her tooI love her
She gives me ev’rythingAnd tenderlyThe kiss my lover bringsShe brings to meAnd I love her
A love like oursCould never dieAs long as IHave you near me
Bright are the stars that shineDark is the skyI know this love of mineWill never dieAnd I love her
Bright are the stars that shineDark is the skyI know this love of mineWill never dieAnd I love her
Lyrics: The Beatles (who better?)

I give her all my love
That’s all I do
And if you saw my love
You’d love her too
I love her

She gives me ev’rything
And tenderly
The kiss my lover brings
She brings to me
And I love her

A love like ours
Could never die
As long as I
Have you near me

Bright are the stars that shine
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die
And I love her

Bright are the stars that shine
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die
And I love her

Lyrics: The Beatles (who better?)

Susan [is] integral to his personal and professional resurgence.
Excerpted from Playboy 2010

Susan [is] integral to his personal and professional resurgence.

Excerpted from Playboy 2010

may i stay said he
(which way said she
like this said he
if you kiss said she
Another cool stanza from e.e. cummings’ “may i feel said he”

may i stay said he

(which way said she

like this said he

if you kiss said she

Another cool stanza from e.e. cummings’ “may i feel said he”

(may i touch said he
how much said she
a lot said he)
why not said she
Excerpt from e.e. cummings’ “may i feel said he”

(may i touch said he

how much said she

a lot said he)

why not said she

Excerpt from e.e. cummings’ “may i feel said he”

It well may be that in a difficult hour,
Pinned down by pain and moaning for release,
Or nagged by want past resolution’s power,
I might be driven to sell your love for peace,
Or trade the memory of this night for food.
It well may be. I do not think I would.
Excerpt from Sonnet XXX, An Ungrafted Tree by Edna St Vicent Millay

It well may be that in a difficult hour,

Pinned down by pain and moaning for release,

Or nagged by want past resolution’s power,

I might be driven to sell your love for peace,

Or trade the memory of this night for food.

It well may be. I do not think I would.

Excerpt from Sonnet XXX, An Ungrafted Tree by Edna St Vicent Millay

“I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.”

From Molly Bloom’s classic speech in James Joyce’s Ulysses

As fair thou art, my bonnie lass,
So deep in love am I,
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till all the seas gang dry.
Excerpted from Robert Burns’ “A Red, Red Rose”

As fair thou art, my bonnie lass,

So deep in love am I,

And I will love thee still, my dear,

Till all the seas gang dry.

Excerpted from Robert Burns’ “A Red, Red Rose”

Are you Robert Downey Jr’s type?

Pictured are the three loves of his life. Do you see the similarity?

From Rogueseye’s “RDJ’s Favorite Things” file:
RDJ picks his favorite perfume:



“I like Christiane Celle Calypso Vanille. Anything Susan wears
smells good to me, ‘cause her skin is so great.”

From Rogueseye’s “RDJ’s Favorite Things” file:

RDJ picks his favorite perfume:

“I like Christiane Celle Calypso Vanille. Anything Susan wears

smells good to me, ‘cause her skin is so great.”