Once upon a time there was a little girl.
She was tall and smart.
She was happy and taken care of.
She lived on a street with lots of friends
She was filled with fun and skating and hide and seek.
She could have been your friend but she became your lover.
She was just a kid.
Fifteen or sixteen just like you.
And she came to you for this love, this lovely lust.
The hugs and kisses, the entwining of bodies.
She came to you of her own free will.
Day after day
Encounter after encounter.
There were no thoughts.
No guilt.
She was with you and then she moved from you.
She began a life that did not include you.
This young girl became a woman and had children.
You were in her thoughts now and then when she least expected it.
Or when she needed a diversion from life.
Or when she longed for the passion that was.
Now this woman has found you again.
She has found you, and the passion, and the little girl she once was.
She now feels reborn and whole and clean and renewed.
You are back in her life and she can smile now.
She is rejoicing and celebrating each day she has with you.
Because now she and you are older and this love, this passion
Is a gift.
A cosmic prayer that has been answered.
Treasured moments in our all too fleeting lives.
Precious moments of bliss.
She and you are bound together with a history.
With a passion.
With this new love.
She is spinning with joy.
She is looking forward with hope.
This woman is with you now.
This woman loves you only.