Secure Memories VI

I’m a writer ... for years
Strong emotion usually fuels my words

In the circles that I’ve run

No one seemed to care

Until you ...

A week after our meeting

Words came forth, strong, emotionally driven

Consumed with the way

You made me feel

OMG! Jittery, I gave to you

Words that I had written, about you

I watched you smile!

And you sent me a text!

“This was my first”

Is what you texted ... and then we talked

That night, and many after

Until you ...

No one had taken any interest

In words I wrote

Or some others had written

You listened!!

And listened and listened ... and listened

Not once, did you see me a fool

For what I read to you

Or gave to you

When our ‘slowdown’ came into being

I still wrote

And wrote and wrote ... and wrote

Keeping a ‘journal’ of you & me

Because you let me be me

And understood the words

Poured forth by me

Our connection, will always be

“Rocking chairs” at the end of time

On a porch, side by side

Words once written, and since remembered

Keep me writing with love inside

I fell hard for a man

Who understands

One, whom I am positive,

Will one day, read ‘our’ journal

Written by me

January 25, 2011 ~ Terri

(I’ve thanked you before ... and still I treasure ... every word ever uttered ...

Most are somewhere, entered ... written, for our record)