I thought of you today...
and that thought surprised me
in subtle, delightful, bittersweet ways.
I imagine the years have been kind to you…
they could, in my most heartfelt beliefs,
do nothing less.
I imagine that you’re happy…
warmed by seasoned passion…
enveloped in the safe haven of strong, tender arms.
I imagine, somewhat foolishly and wistfully,
that, every once in a blue moon,
you think of me not unkindly,
not without a whisper of a humid smile.
I thought of you today…
and that thought made me smile
happily, ruefully,
oh so tenderly.
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