...shannon, i align this with a Me that lives somewhere...he too can't write mushy stuff, yet like you, tip-toe on the top of the surface, dipping just enough to get our tops of our toes wet, sooo we CAN be felt, i feel this pome in the loving way you meant, and i am a counter too, so join me or i join you.
Shannon I detect not an inkling of cheesiness here. I love it, as a matter of fact. I love these wee odes to love. I lost my love, I wish I still had her in my life to write such lovely odes as this.
