A Memory Never Fades

Once upon a ledge we sat

and thrilled to the songs of the

canyon wrens...

Below us the tops of tall pines,

above us only sky.

And I thought at that moment,

"I'll freeze this frame in my mind,

and I'll bring it forth on dismal days."

So now I'm thinking of that ledge, and a

kiss shared, and a love dared.

And I'm thinking of you and the soft hair

at your neck, the smell of your shoulder,

and your warmth against my back.

Love......me