Friday, May 11, 2007


Sometimes I feel of a certain age….grey streaks my hair (well, when I don’t make timely visits to the hairdresser), I often feel the need for an afternoon siesta and this body manifests aches and pains (not to mention pounds) that seem to have taken up residence and aren’t just stopping by for a visit.

The odd – and encouraging - thing is, my mind still sparks at the thought of a tender kiss, a gentle touch, a special look. And once the mind is engaged the body seems to react accordingly – albeit without the vigor present when I was 21 but with a mature, grateful knowledge of the tremendous importance of physical and emotional contact.

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