Gene - Three Months Behind Me

His body was phenomenal - that's what I remember of him. And I never felt so safe as I did when I was in his strong, muscular, protective arms. Everything else is a faded memory of intensity of the one man who lived with me for three months, who was close to my heart because he was near it everyday for that time period. He was one who did not deserve me, but I let him in, his "angel" as he said, the trusting, naive soul that I am. But I leave it at that because enough time has passed, all is forgiven, left behind and I know now that he brought my ability to love to another level, however, I do allow myself that lovely warm memory I had in his arms.