Entirety Poem by Cee Bea

she would sit by me, and rest her head
gently on my shoulder
grateful for sincerity
applying casual caresses with knowing looks
reminding me of my cause and constants

then she would lay with me
snuggle in and tell me
she feels safe there

free to kiss me, the depth was in her yes.

she would
be my advocate or common sense
with one of her "you know better"
speeches that I hated,
cause she was smart and right... most always.

I loved to bring her flowers,
and the moments, when you see how much….


out of the entirety of space and time

she knew me

and in my dreams
this really happens