The Past

When the future is unsure... or dreaded...

The past is a fine refuge..

fifty years of... Once upon a times...

gives me moments to fall back into....

I fall back into a wooded path...

A cozy cabin...

Naked moments of ecstasy...

Being pulled from reality

into a magical land of fantasy..

Yes... when those Once Upon a Time

moments come to me...

I close my eyes and remember..

Him....

Love... Lust... Romance... Pain...

All come to my mind

and I smile..

and then I open my eyes...

And my Once Upon a time

is once again...

Hear and Now...

And I can move forward..

But he will always live

in my heart... in my soul...

and.. yes... I can smile...