Love
Like a comforter
holding hands
They stuck together like a pair
Got long memories
through the swamps
up the hills
Talked about their lives
Nothing had changed
He still loved her
put his hand on her knee
Finally said. "I love her."
He remembered kissing her
Then a dance
skimming across the surface
young and happy
He could not stop thinking about her
eyes were gray
100 pounds
tweed skirt
eyes very bright
Filled him with love
Martha