Lou J. Klaiber

THE WAY IT WAS… BACK THEN

She walked me out of myself
into a snowy evening
and we embraced

far away
somehow,

far away,

and she touched the white scars
torn into my flesh.

… touched me without a question.

Forever was glowing
within her eyes
and…

I was afraid.

Time remembered my fear and brought her arms to me

her lips

her sighs.

Time passes!

Love remains.