Written memories

As I age and memories start to fade,

I will write down every special moment spent with HIM.

When I am too old to remember who I am,

I hope someone will read these stories aloud.

So that the fantasies of HIM can be retold to me

like fairy tales to children.

©C.S.Minor

2/18/15

another I wrote while sitting and thinking of him. Him love me and I love him loving me.

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