A MEMORY


HE LEANS BACK
IN THE CHAIR
WITH THE BLINDS
BUFFERING THE LIGHT
BUT UNABLE TO LIMIT
THE DEFINITION OF HIS BODY
THE BROWN SKIN
THE STRONG ARMS
THE ALL ENCOMPASSING HANDS
I LONG TO HOLD ME

IT IS QUIET

HE LOOKS AWAY
UNAWARE
I AM WATCHING
NO, STARING
MESMERIZED
BY THE MAN
WHO
MOVES ME
AND FILLS ME
WITH LOVE LIKE
I’VE NEVER KNOWN

i take it you wrote this for Ron? very nice!!

YES, THIS IS ABOUT A VERY SPECIAL MEMORY I HAVE OF ONE DAY AROUNFD SUNSET HE WAS IN A CHAIR WITH HIS FEET PROPPED UP ON THE WINDOW SILL-HE DID NOT KNOW I WAS EVEN THERE BUT I JUST STOOD THERE STARING AT HIM, THINKING ABOUT HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS MAN

SHERRI..... YOU GO GIRL!!!! THIS IS WONDERFUL



DONNA

THANKS DONNA