A
Quiet Moment With A Perfect Lover Deep
in contemplation.
We stood for a timeless while. Your arms might as well Have been tight around me For the nearness of You, Which, until now Has been an enduring secret.
Mothers with children. Mothers without. And some that should have been. All passed us by.
Some may have wondered
Why I smiled so long. The most contented, with the
least
reason to be.
We strolled or didn't stroll. As we
felt
or didn't feel.
So inclined.
The wind as Your fingers Through my hair. The sun Your smile.
Oh how warm it was! You were
everything that could nature seemed pleased.
And
all
That
we were—
YOU and
satisfy.
I.
—Donna Denton
