this page intentionally left blank

The Curves of my S
The curves of my S are perfect at best
keeping me warm and protected
from the darkness that surrounds me

The curves of my S rejoice in their smoothness
soft and forever, they smile at me
gracefully dancing beyond my reach

The curves of my S circle closer through time
their laughter lifts my spirit like
a feather on a morning mountain breeze

The curves of my S hold the jealousy of roses
enchanted, I am caressed by their scent that
surely and secretly escaped from the heavens

The curves of my S leave my lips in reminiscence
longing to find once more the sweet, tender
kiss of an Angel

The curves of my S have opened my eyes to a world larger than this...
______________

goodbye "S"... you know who you are...