Your voice, it is still stuffed full
of your own special magic

It came back into this life
to meet, and to greet me

In its old,
yet in its familiar way

It was as if, there were parts of you
still swirling around deeply inside of me

Have you come back to me,
to play ?

Would I dare, to reach out
just to touch you ?

What kind of words,
would i have to say ?

How well iT iS,
that I remember

all those times that you
came back home to me

Two old souls who truly knew
how iT iS, to play

There has always lurked
deeply inside of me

These old magical pieces
of your Great Spirit given light

They still swirl around
deeply inside of me

They are a part of you
that i can still shine bright

Would i dare, to send out words
that might touch you ?

What type of words
would i have to say ?

​Or, iS iT just far better
to suppress these old golden memories

When this old heart of mine
feels open, yet safe, to play ?

There were so many times
you sailed off without me

​As, i sat, and, i watched you
disappear off into the sun

I remember, how I dreaded
all those days of your departures

When, the ways of all of those old worlds
so often, just stole away, all of our fun

There were special times
within those empty evenings

When sitting quietly alone
under the bright light of the moon

That your spirit, put on its wings
and, it flew back to me

Delivering your special messages
that you would be coming back to me, soon

There are still, so many songs
that have been just sitting around

patiently awaiting their chance
to finally get sung

So very deep within me
lives on our old magical memories

They are like bells, that have been waiting
so very long, to be rung

Many times sitting here,
all alone without you

Like the sky, I have oft times,
felt so very blue

On 18 sep 2011, I did go,
and, put myself out there

At a pow-wow, where i gave you
my dot com

workingwonders.aol.com,
was how you found me

thank The Great Mystery,
you had something with ROM

Now, I know,
you could choose to ignore this

And, if you did,
you would still be my friend

For two old fools
who have oft times, traveled together

Their old magic, iT can just never know
nor, come to find, The End

iT iS, through my old heart memories
that i have taken the time to write this

To another old fool,
who might care to share

some more amazing times
and, incredible bliss

Sitting here,
i am still able to remember you

that amazing force,
of your gentle, yet powerful embraces

Sitting here,
i am, still able to remember

that amazing force,
of your sweet, yet incredible kisses

So, do i take a big chance,
by sending this through the ethers ?

Sealing it all with my old
yet, my strangely familiar kiss

Perhaps your "spirit" will "relish" some more "moments"

iF something special,
was stirred up from within !!!

~Susan Lynne Schwenger