Isn’t it superb how vision,
Touch and scent can fuse
In an instamatic moment
All blended – fixed.
Surprise is the key
To these memory frames
Glancing up, that shimmering white cloth
Polarized against your beautiful skin and hair
Easy as throwing a switch now,
That unexpected vision comes back
Your sun smile and my filling
With the reassurance that health
And confidence had returned.
I still know the position of
Thumb to the rest of my hand
On the top of your hip
As I held you at arms length
To admire your proud, absent weight
and our knowledge of your restored beauty.
DWK
Nice poem Dave! Thanks for visiting. I hope you\’re doing well. Are you ready for Christmas? I\’m not hehe at least not yet.
Take care
Hugs
Sherry
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That was lovely, Dave. I have no idea why MSN took you off my friends list. See ya, Pen.
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