Shelly's Gift Poem by Kewayne Wadley

That was some years ago
The last time I held my dear sweet Shelly close to me
Her breath still lingers
Just before early dawn while the dew is still fresh
Her marble skin
The way her lips gave the day purpose to shine about
Those days now bittersweet
As the milk left to taste the lukewarm caress of the sun
How my hands use to trace your smile
The same smile that would come with ease
Time didn't really seem like time anymore
More like eternity in an endless array of dark
Oh I miss the days I held my sweet Shelly close
The songs sung by the reflection of each others eyes
Such sensation craddled in the birth of moments I hate passed
Legs that use to walk endless miles down that lone road
Times spent along that tore down fence
It was there we said our first hellos
The vows that soon became the rest of our lives
I picture you always as I did along side of that fence
I picture her always my hand in hers
Her porch was always our favorite meeting spot once everyone was sleep
We'd spend many nights tracing the stars with our thoughts
Some nights if we listened hard enough we'd hear the stars call our name as my lips eclipsed hers
the moon turned its head and blushed
At the moment I knew
With each secret meeting we'd share I knew in this universe where I needed to be
But heaven sought otherwise as her voice
Her stare was no longer mine