ENOUGH TO NEED NO
FRANTIC GESTURES. YOU
SMILE IN PASSING, TOUGH MY
SHOULDER. I WALK WITH YOU
IN THE GARDEN, SHARING THE
LAST OF THE LIGHT, THE
FLICKERING OF BATS, THE
SCENT OF ROSES. WE AER AT
HOME IN QUIETNESS. PASSION
AND THE EVERYDAY FLOW
FROM EACH OTHER, EQUAL
EXPRESSIONS OF OUR LOVE.
CHARLOTTE GRAY, b. 1937
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