'I
went out to the hazel wood because a fire was in my head.'
Dawn in Bend ~~ Helen Dehner, Photographer
I awakened that snowy morning, memories flooded my brain, combined with an all-consuming gut-wrenching guilt. I went out to the hazel wood because a fire was in my head ~ inferno of my own making.
Must I tell him there is a man who knows more of me than all the rest. How we met in May when flowers bloomed and gentle breezes touched our very souls. How wine was cool, sparkled sweet, how we laughed ~ never wanted that day to end.
How we made love on a blanket, under the setting sun. Laughing, loving ~ loving ~ loving. Starved, parched, drinking each other in, we filled every pore. He will never know ~~ there is a man who knows more of me than all the rest.