When
I
Write
I
Speak
When
You
Read
You
Listen
It’s
Like
This
Between
Us
Whispers
In
Darkness
When
I
Write
I
Speak
When
You
Read
You
Listen
It’s
Like
This
Between
Us
Whispers
In
Darkness
Eager
Amusing
Genuine
Heartful
Amiable
Benevolent
Wholesome
Intimate
Brown
Short
Kissable
Cuddable
Tawny
Narrow waisted
Shouldered
Deep
Deep
Chocolate
Eyes
Carved
Grinning
Winking
Tickling
Twinkling
Asleep
Dreaming
Waking
Calming
Graceful
Friend
Lover
This
My love
Is
How
I
See
You
We
Had
Truth
Courage
Humility
Clarity
Peace
Life
We
Have
Lies
Cowardice
Bravado
Delusion
War
End
Come
Back
You
I wrote this a few years ago
“I tell you that anyone who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart.” Matthew 5:28
I’d admittedly forgotten some vague dots over the years until a tiny ember (resembling my aging mother’s voice) leaped through my firewall. She read to me an obituary of one Ms.
Daisy Polé the sole daughter and heiress of the late Mr. Raleigh (Buck) Polé. Ms. Polé, an unmarried woman and Mr. Polé, a widower since 1941 moved to Gilroy in the Santa Clara Valley in 1964 and accepted administration of the family’s lucrative portfolio of land ownerships including the keystone of Santa Clara, the Sebastiani Vineyard among others.
In 1916 his parents, M. Benoît-Pierre Polé of La Rogue Gageac, France, and his fiancé Miss Caroline Agnew of Tippah County, Missouri, entered into a 99-year periodic tenancy of the 4,467 acre vineyard of Mr. Samuele Sebastiani. This…
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Freckles
Toothy
Smiles
Dimples
Semi-sweet
Morsels
Pressed into
Buttery
Lids
Charcoal
Outlining
Succulent
Lips
Cheekbones
So high
Diving into
Those
Eyes
Chestnut
Torso
Wink
Giggles
Humidity
Temptation
Mysteries
Opulence
Cosset
Drowsiness
Dreams
Morning
Hello
Kisses
Shoulders
Hands
Simply
I
Love
Love